Tuesday, November 11, 2008

In Flanders Fields


In Flanders Fields
By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)
Canadian Army
In Flanders Fields the poppies grow
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.

This is especially for my good friend Don Walters who was at the war to follow the great war and was part of D-Day, Mr. Martin who was at the Battle of the Bulge, Mr. V. who I believe was in the Pacific theater during WW2 and my Father & Uncle who served during Korea. Their service allows me to live the life I do today.


mc said...

I was fortunate enough to buy Billy a round yesterday.

Adam said...


mc said...

I loved reading about WWI when I was younger, it is still very much apart of modern life with ordnance hazards and remains identification etc.

And the muslim component as it has been regarded by some as the final bell for the Ottoman empire.

Too bad more of that heinous world didn't go the way of Turkey and it's secularization, now also in peril.