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Lest We Forget

As football remembers those who gave their lives, watch the very moving and powerful video as Armistice day is observed around the world ahead of Remembrance Sunday

It's a time for reflection this Sunday as football remembers the brave men and women who have given their lives for their country.

Many also played the game and Majestic has written something quite beautiful for talkSPORT to ensure the names of the war dead are never forgotten.

Lest we forget - November is always a very poignant month around the world as we commemorate Armistice Day
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Lest we forget - November is always a very poignant month around the world as we commemorate Armistice DayCredit: Getty
Football clubs and supporters join together to wear poppies as a symbol of remembrance
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Football clubs and supporters join together to wear poppies as a symbol of remembranceCredit: Getty
On 11 November we remember the moment Allied Forces and German troops agreed to end the war in 1918
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On 11 November we remember the moment Allied Forces and German troops agreed to end the war in 1918Credit: Getty
And each year managers will lay wreaths as a mark of respect, with many former footballers among those who also gave their lives to protect their country
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And each year managers will lay wreaths as a mark of respect, with many former footballers among those who also gave their lives to protect their countryCredit: Getty

People like Edward Lightfoot, who died in France in 1918 or William Jones and Donald Sloan - the list is endless, but nobody will forget a single name - and talkSPORT is among the millions who are forever grateful to those who gave up so much.

Lest we forget.

The poppy has since become a symbol of remembrance after a Canadian doctor, Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, wrote his poem in 1915 when he saw poppies growing in battle-scarred fields.

Colonel McCrae had only just lost a friend of his in Ypres, Belgium.

In Flanders Fields: The poem by John McCrae

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.

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