Veterans Day Poems Quotes

They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old. Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning we will remember them.

The most persistent sound which reverberates through man’s history is the beating of war drums.

While only one day of the year is dedicated solely to honoring our veterans, Americans must never forget the sacrifices that many of our fellow countrymen have made to defend our country and protect our freedoms.

Lord, bid war’s trumpet cease; Fold the whole earth in peace.

Courage is contagious. When a brave man takes a stand, the spines of others are often stiffened.

Peace is not only better than war, but infinitely more arduous.

Neither a wise man nor a brave man lies down on the tracks of history to wait for the train of the future to run over him.

But fame is theirs – and future days
On pillar’d brass shall tell their praise;
Shall tell – when cold neglect is dead –
“These for their country fought and bled.”

It is easy to take liberty for granted, when you have never had it taken from you.

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 among the guns below.

Honoring the sacrifices many have made for our country in the name of freedom and democracy is the very foundation of Veterans Day.

Never give in except to convictions of honour and good sense. Never yield to force; never yield to the apparently overwhelming might of the enemy.

The willingness with which our young people are likely to serve in any war, no matter how justified, shall be directly proportional to how they perceive the Veterans of earlier wars were treated and appreciated by their nation.

Courage is almost a contradiction in terms. It means a strong desire to live taking the form of readiness to die.

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

It is the soldier, not the poet, who has given us freedom of speech.

We owe our World War II veterans – and all our veterans – a debt we can never fully repay.

My heroes are those who risk their lives every day to protect our world and make it a better place – police, firefighters and members of our armed forces.

The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave.

The veterans of our military services have put their lives on the line to protect the freedoms that we enjoy. They have dedicated their lives to their country and deserve to be recognized for their commitment.

But the freedom that they fought for, and the country grand they wrought for, Is their monument to-day, and for aye.

We make war that we may live in peace.

The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below

Valor is stability, not of legs and arms, but of courage and the soul.

A hero is someone who has given his or her life to something bigger than oneself.

Never give in. Never give in. Never, never, never, never — in nothing, great or small, large or petty — never give in, except to convictions of honor and good sense.

Without heroes, we are all plain people and don’t know how far we can go.

Honor to the soldier and sailor everywhere, who bravely bears his country’s cause. Honor, also, to the citizen who cares for his brother in the field and serves, as he best can, the same cause.

Not gold, but only man can make a people great and strong; men who, for truth and honor’s sake, stand fast and suffer long.

This nation will remain the land of the free only so long as it is the home of the brave.

We often take for granted the very things that most deserve our gratitude.

We can’t equate spending on veterans with spending on defense. Our strength is not just in the size of our defense budget, but in the size of our hearts, in the size of our gratitude for their sacrifice. And that’s not just measured in words or gestures.