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.
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.
6 comments:
That is incredible. And the timing.....eerie.
Wow.
I love, love, LOVE that poem!!!
SO yeah, this is totally random, but i HAD to tell you: That "young folks" song you posted the other week is now my favorite song in the world.
so thanks :)
I guess great minds think alike (heh, heh) since I also posted In Flanders Fields for Remembrance Day.
I know I'm just totally detail-oriented but I have to note that the first line as originally written ends "the poppies BLOW". The version you printed is an alternate version where it says "the poppies grow" the same as at the end of the poem, but the poet's intention was that the poppies were blowing in the breeze between the headstones.
Sorry, I'm just so obsessive-compulsive about the written word. I love this poem so much and it just defines Remembrance Day for me.
And it's a finance related post - a verse of that poem appears on the $10 bill! Here's to many $10 bills being saved through wise financial management strategies.
J-Money - I also went through a totally hooked phase on the song. I'm glad you likey!
Nathaniel - Ooh, you're smart. I never noticed that. Lol. The bill, not that you're smart... I mean.. *sigh,. I love you.
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