Flanders Field, Belgium |
John McCrae, 1872-1918 |
"In Flanders Field" became the most popular poem of its era. It was republished throughout the world and became synonymous with the sacrifice of soldiers in World War I. Real poppies became a symbol for honoring soldiers of World War I are worn to this day on Remembrance Day.
In Flanders Fields
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 falling hands we throw
The torch: be yours to hold it high
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though our poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
-- Lt. Colonel John McCrae
Canadian Soldiers in France During World War I, 1916 |
1 comment:
Thank you for sharing "In Flanders Field". It made me think about the meaning of this day and our service members, past and present.
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