Not this tide.
"When d'you think that he'll come back?"
Not with this wind blowing, and this tide.
"Has any one else had word of him?"
Not this tide.
For what is sunk will hardly swim,
Not with this wind blowing, and this tide.
"Oh, dear, what comfort can I find?"
None this tide,
Nor any tide,
Except he did not shame his kind -
Not even with that wind blowing, and that tide.
Then hold your head up all the more,
This tide,
And every tide;
Because he was the son you bore,
And gave to that wind blowing and that tide.
~Rudyard Kipling
In Flanders Fields by Robert Vonnoh
American Impressionist Painter (1858-1933)
Gather some flowers, remember the fallen soldiers, and take your children to decorate a grave. Call a soldier's mother and keep her in your prayers!
12 comments:
Such a gentle reminder. Thank you.
I love the painting. Thanks, Babette.
I just posted for Memorial Day but I am glad there are other people out there who realize the true meaning of this day.
It's not the first day of summer,
It is not even Veteran's Day. Today I will see the mother of a fallen solider and pray with her.
Wonderful reminder!
What a beautiful poem and painting.
I was not aware of this painting! Thank you for including it.
I'm glad you visited my site and caused me to stop by here to ponder those words!
Kind thoughts, Bonnie.
Taps is such a moving tribute when played at the cemetery on Memorial Day, which is done here where we live.
I'm not sure how taps would sound on the cello but in a book I read it said cello players could at one time join the Marine Corp band without having to go through basic training. Saxophone players too.
Thank you, Mrs. B! This marks the third Memorial Day Post from you, lest we forget. I actually bought a poppy today from a veteran at the parade! Reminded me of childhood when we all had red paper poppies this day.
Your words and pictures always inspire and calm. Thank you!
Where have all the flowers gone?
Babette has shared them, every one.
She'll make ever learn. She'll make us ever learn.
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