To all those that I have known and the ones i havent........ I thank you for all that you gave, the sacrifice was and is immense. The poem Flanders Field is timeless, this is for you In Flanders Field 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 field. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from falling 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
Posted on: Mon, 11 Nov 2013 13:11:34 +0000
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