Monday, May 25, 2009

Remembering the Fallen

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.

~Lt. Col. John McCrae (1872 - 1918)

illustration courtesy of
"Poppies on Wood" by Wendy Wegner


Eleanor Joyce said...

This is beautiful -- my mom used to quote this to us years ago when we were children.

Carrie of Farming On Faith said...

Thanks for sharing~
Hope you have a Happy Memorial Day!