IN FLANDERS FIELDS
by John McCrae, May 1915
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.
Charlie Johnson’s rendition of “D-Day Invasion of Normandy; June 6, 1944”
Taken by Resa, on October 29, 2012
Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada
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This is so beautiful ! 🙂
I wanted to do something special! Thank you!!!! 🙂
You welcome and your blog is super 1
Yours is pretty nice, too! ♥ 🙂
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I re blogged this on twitter !
Thank you darling! You are lovely, and it is a very special time! _Resa xo
Excellent… 🙂
That means a lot to me, Le Drake! Thank you! 🙂
Beautifully done Resa. My grandfather was awarded a medal for heroism in WWI. After the war he came back and lived for a year in a cabin in the woods, hunting, trapping, and fishing. This poem always reminds me of him.
Thanks , Bill! I’ve been captivated by this poem since childhood.
Your Grandfather sounds like a very interesting person. I thinks this is a perfect poem for him to be remembered by!
Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, Resa.
Thank you! xo 🙂
Wonderful…thank you for posting a Wpg mural for Remembrance Day! xo
It’s a fab mural! Thanks for taking me there when I was in the Peg! xo
Awful scenes but very well done. I love that first image with all the texture on the wall. Gives it the gritty feeling that goes with the overall theme.
Great point about the gritty texture working with the theme! Thanks Anne!