In Flanders Fields
By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)
Canadian Army
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.
By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)
Canadian Army
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.
Taps (Song)
Thank you for the reminder!
ReplyDeleteThank You. What a beautiful Memorial Day Reminder
ReplyDeleteSo sad.
ReplyDeleteThank You
ReplyDeleteGreat post - a wonderful poem I learned as early as Grade 1 here in Canada.
ReplyDeletewhy oh why ... war has been forever. my dog's bigger than your dog mentality ... heartbreaking to lose so many young guys because some want to rule over others... that is so pathetic. This North Korean guy... oh, don't get me started.
ReplyDeleteI thank every service person I see ... especially our Vietnam vets ~ I remember THAT so well.