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Rememberance Day











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.

Comments

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spike7451
Nov. 11th, 2010 02:05 pm (UTC)
That poem always affects me so deeply.
twicet
Nov. 11th, 2010 07:38 pm (UTC)
I know what you mean, it stops me each time I hear it.
albertesmor
Nov. 11th, 2010 04:15 pm (UTC)
Sad and beautiful.
twicet
Nov. 11th, 2010 07:42 pm (UTC)
It is, my hope is that one day we can remember, without present day war, existing.
ladyinpink602
Nov. 11th, 2010 08:11 pm (UTC)
It is a very moving poem - thanks for posting. :)
twicet
Nov. 12th, 2010 04:15 am (UTC)
It is a very simple poem which says a great deal.

I am glad you liked it.:)
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