Remembrance Day

In Flanders Fields

by Lieutenant Colonel John MrCrae, MD (1872-1918)
Canadian Army

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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This is one of my favorite poems. It won it's way into my heart when I was a little girl. Every year in school, for our Remembrance Day Assembly, we would recite this poem together. I still have the first two stanzas memorized. (I surprised myself today) I remember the poppies that were sold in the schools to make money for the veterans. It was a holiday that I loved to be a part of.

I am truly grateful for the freedoms that I enjoy because of what others have sacrificed.

I hope you have a wonderful Remembrance Day.