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11 November 2005 Comments Off

In Flanders Field

I’ve already posted about Veteran’s Day, but Jeremy just posted my all time favorite piece of poetry which I can’t pass by re-posting. World War II history is far and away my favorite historical subject.

In Flanders Field

In Flanders field 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 with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

— Major John McCrae

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Written by Aaron Brazell on November 11, 2005

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