Post by MO on May 30, 2004 12:21:36 GMT -5
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 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.
John McCrae May 1915
We cherish too, the Poppy red
That grows on fields where valor led,
It seems to signal to the skies
That blood of heroes never dies.
Moina Michael 1915
Lest We Forget
These men and women soldiers all;
They served us proud their duty call.
They gave their lives for us to be
Safe from harm and living free.
Don't ignore peace; lest we forget
The greatest gift from each honored Vet.
Keep their spirit close in memory;
They died protecting our liberty.
author unknown
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.
John McCrae May 1915
We cherish too, the Poppy red
That grows on fields where valor led,
It seems to signal to the skies
That blood of heroes never dies.
Moina Michael 1915
Lest We Forget
These men and women soldiers all;
They served us proud their duty call.
They gave their lives for us to be
Safe from harm and living free.
Don't ignore peace; lest we forget
The greatest gift from each honored Vet.
Keep their spirit close in memory;
They died protecting our liberty.
author unknown