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In Flanders Fields

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In Flanders Fields

By:  Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae

 

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

Nov. 15th, 2010 12:20 am (UTC)
This was gorgeous! Very touching, thank you for putting it up! :)
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Nov. 15th, 2010 08:15 pm (UTC)
You're welcome. Wirral_Bagpuss' post reminded me of it...take a look at the poem in her LJ.
Nov. 15th, 2010 12:43 am (UTC)
I love this poem. It makes me cry.
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Nov. 15th, 2010 08:15 pm (UTC)
*Hugs*

You'll probably like the other one I just posted...