Tuesday, November 06, 2007

HONOUR OUR VETERANS


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

Most of us are familiar with the poem 'In Flanders Fields'; today, as you read what the poem says, 'listen' to what the poem says and consider the awful price paid for the freedom we so much take for granted.

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.


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