Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Remembrance Day Nov 11 2008

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.

Posted by Terry


Saija said...

this is one poem that is just seared into my memory ...

Little Montreal Girl said...

My response:

In Flanders Field so long ago,
Where now the poppies bend and blow,
You fought hard to help and free the ones who needed you quickly.
Rest peacfully ye ones who fought, our freedom that was by you bought,
We shall hold dear through all the years 'cause shed for you were many tears
On Flanders Field

We have caught the torch that ye threw,
Tho none of us ever knew you,
We will be sure to hold it high, cause freedom's light should NEVER die.
Ye are our heros that now lay,
In Flanders Field

Terry said...

Very Beautiful Little Montreal Girl.
Why don't you post this? It is so nice..
Thank you...Love Mrs. Shirkie

Yes Saija, we all had to memorize this in school. I never forgot it, although I never understood it at that time. Love Terry