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Strangely enough I read this poem 1 school year while in grade school for Memorial Day during an assembly. I have never forgotten it since... 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 In Flanders fields. - See more at: poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/19464#sthash.zMoVoULl.dpuf
Posted on: Fri, 23 Aug 2013 00:34:01 +0000

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