In Flanders Fields
By John McCrae, May 1915
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.
Carina
(Photos of Poppies: CS/Manningtree Archive – Emblem of The Royal British Legion (RBL) from Wikipedia Public Domain)
Beautiful post and a timely reminder
thank you, for us who know, no additional words are needed.
This is a beautiful song!
yes, a very poignant (and famous) poem for this occasion.
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Remembrance Day
Beautiful post! Lovely poem.
thank you!!
What a wonderful remembrance poem. Just beautiful.