In Flanders Fields

In 11.11, Lest We Forget, Rememberance Day on November 11, 2012 at 12:11 pm

In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
Between 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 you break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders Fields

~ Major John McCrae, 1915, Boezinge


WWI β€’ Canada β€’ Casualties β€’ War β€’ War β€’ War

  1. When I was in elementary school, on Veteran’s Day, our principal would read this poem over the loudspeaker and the entire school would listen with respect. A beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing.

    • It always gives me tingles. It is a great poem. Hope you you read it out loud. I did. Always do.

      You’re welcome and back at cha for sharing, yourself, 50’s. πŸ’‹

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