Wednesday, November 11, 2009


In Flanders Fields

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.

Canadian Army Medical Corps


Alice said...

thanks. all our soldiers are in my thoughts today.

FoggyDew said...

Alice - Mine too.

restaurant refugee said...

Thank you for your service, and thank to all who are currently serving or who have served. Their are no words to express the thanks to those who have paid the ultimate price for our freedoms, but I say thank you to them as well.