Sunday, November 11, 2007

In Flanders Field written by: John McCrae

My oldest, the Blue Jay, really wanted to post 'In Flanders Fields' for Rememberance Day.

So here she is ...

In Flanders Fields the Poppies blow
Between 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,
Love 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 tourch 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

I hope you all enjoy my poem. Write to me back and tell me what you think. If you go to the New Minas Baptist Church you will see a picture of poppies.

Happy Rememberance Day
Blue Jay

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

A fitting poem.
A moving picture.
A hard fought battle.
Everlasting victory.