Friday, November 11, 2011

Today We Remember


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.
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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.
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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.





Please take a moment to remember today.



3 comments:

Lynn said...

I memorized that poem in Junior high!

Formerly known as Frau said...

Beautiful poem.....thankful for all and never forgetting.

Teena in Toronto said...

Nice remembrance :)