Monday, May 26, 2014


In Flanders Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
     That mark our places; 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 your to hold it high.
     If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
          In Flanders fields.

--John McCrae

We have broken faith. 


  1. he was a Lieutenant Colonel in the Canadian Forces. he is very much loved by Canadians. and it is because of his poem that we here in Canada and Britain and the British Commonwealth started wearing poppies on Remembrance Day which we celebrate on November 11.

    and yes, we have broken faith.

    your friend,

    1. Thanks for that! I usually post the poem on our Veterans' Day (Nov. 11) but I thought it appropriate yesterday, too.


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