" NO APOLOGIES " FOR PUTTING THIS SHOT UP AGAIN.
" LEST WE FORGET ".
" IN FLANDERS FIELD ".
" 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 FALLING HANDS WE THROW THE TORCH; BE YOURS TO HOLD IT HIGH.
IF YE BRAKE FAITH WITH US WHO DIE
WE SHALL NOT SLEEP THOUGH POPPIES GROW
IN FLANDERS FIELDS " .
( WRITTEN BY LIEUTENANT-COLONEL JOHN McCRAE. MAY 3rd. 1915 ).
" NO APOLOGIES " FOR PUTTING THIS SHOT UP AGAIN.
" LEST WE FORGET ".
" IN FLANDERS FIELD ".
" 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 FALLING HANDS WE THROW THE TORCH; BE YOURS TO HOLD IT HIGH.
IF YE BRAKE FAITH WITH US WHO DIE
WE SHALL NOT SLEEP THOUGH POPPIES GROW
IN FLANDERS FIELDS " .
( WRITTEN BY LIEUTENANT-COLONEL JOHN McCRAE. MAY 3rd. 1915 ).