Remembering all of the heroes! Happy Memorial Day!
“In Flanders Fields” by John McCrae
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
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