And my poppies have bloomed – on such a day of sadness

May 23, 2017 | History

May 23rd, and my poppies have finally started to bloom. Not too late to remember those fallen at Monte Cassino, and yet right on the day after the worst tragedy to affect us all for many, many years. I look at these poppies and think of delicate lives cut short. I am with all of you living in and around Manchester and those who hail from there who feel it the most and of course I am thinking of the unbearable pain of families of those missing, or already known to have passed away following this terror attack at Manchester Arena.

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