Sunday 10 November 2013

In Remembrance

In Flanders Fields 

 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 Dr John McCrae, 1915

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