Saturday, November 06, 2010

Lest We Forget...

In Remembrance of the many who have 
perished trying to bring peace to the world.

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.

November 11th, take a moment of respect for the fallen.

2 comments:

Jenn Jilks said...

Isn't that beautiful.

Vegan Wheekers said...

That's a beautiful and poignant poem. Thanks for sharing.