Wilfred Owen

A day of personal thoughts and reflection.
A day of gratitude to past and present generations,
who have given the ultimate sacrifice so that we can live freely.

I did not pick "Dulce et decorum est". I picked "Anthem for Doomed Youth".
Owen was a patient at Craiglockhart War Hospital in Edinburgh recovering from shell shock when he wrote this, the poem is a lament for young soldiers whose lives were unnecessarily lost in the First World War. and to the funeral rituals suffered by those families deeply affected by World War I.