On November the 11th, 1918, a peace treaty was signed for the end of the first world war. At was the biggest conflict in human history, until the Second World War happened 21 years later. Whilst the main remembrance celebrations are on the nearest Sunday (last Sunday), today is still a day for celebrations, remembrance and mourning of the Millions of lives on all fronts and all sides of all wars. Now, here is the infamous poem, In Flanders Fields, written in May 1915, by John MCCrae. [quote]In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields.[/quote]