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.
By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)
Canadian Army
Remembering all those who have given their lives for their country, but especially
Pte Harry Hindley Simpson, 1st Battalion Lancashire Fusiliers killed in action August 1916
and
AC2 Harold Harrison RAF buried in Jakarta War Cemetery, Indonesia 1942 - far from home but never forgotten.
"When You Go Home, Tell Them Of Us And Say,
For Their Tomorrow, We Gave Our Today"
6 comments:
rowan that poem was gorgeous
Indeed it was lovely. I chose Binyon's poem this year as it seemed to be everywhere, those few moving words "at the going down of the sun, and in the morning, we shall remember", so incredibly moving.
I hope you're well, I've been on a bit of a hiatus but am slowly getting back into the commenting scene.
Hi, Dorothy,
I remember seeing this photo before on your blog. I, too, repeated some photos and info on my Veterans' Day post today. We may have the same things to say every year, but they are SO IMPORTANT!
thats lovely rowan~i did something similar at mine
What a perfect post for Veteran's Day. I meant to do one myself, but to my regret, I didn't. I always think of this poem on the 11th- the words are so much more poignant since the author himself died on the battlefield. Thank you for posting my thoughts.
Very moving remembrance. Thank you.
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