We will remember them, and say thank you to the brave men and women,
past and present who fight to preserve our freedoms.
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.
After the First World War, the poppy was adopted as a symbol of Remembrance.
In the spring of 1915, shortly after losing a friend in Ypres, a Canadian doctor, Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae was inspired by the sight of poppies growing in battle-scarred fields to write the now famous poem called 'In Flanders Fields'.
Jan and Eddie
16 comments:
...poppies are a wonderful symbol!
And we do remember them.
Tina
It makes me sad every time I see that poem. We honor our veterans today on the 11th in the U.S. I wish we could learn from our past, but still... there are wars and still soldiers and civilians die.
Lest we forget.
Let us honour them.
Love the poem and the poppies!
We will remember them!
Take care, happy Sunday! Have a great week.
A beautiful flower for beautiful people...
hugs
Donna
The poem makes me tear up every time I read it. Thanks for sharing it and the poppies.
Very nice.
Lest We Forget....I shall always respect our Service people, past, present, and future....
When I was in Grade 7, I was asked to read In Flanders Fields at the school assembly for the Remembrance Day service. I knew it by heart, and still do, but the teacher thought there would be more gravitas if I read it, so I had the words in front of me. Such a poignant poem, and certainly the world would do well to reflect on it.
I have a copy of this poem on my desk. It never fails to move me.
Lovely poem . God bless America and all of our veterans past and present.
So thankful to those that have given their lives and those that fight today for our freedoms!
Un bonito recuerdo. Las amapolas son preciosas. Besos.
That poem moves so many.
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