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A Poem for Memorial Day
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<blockquote data-quote="tiredmommy" data-source="post: 47570" data-attributes="member: 1722"><p>I saw this online earlier & I thought I would share it with are US members celebrating Memorial Day. Remember our freedom comes at a great price.</p><p></p><p></p><p>In Flanders Fields</p><p>by John McCrae, May 1915</p><p></p><p>In Flanders fields the poppies blow</p><p>Between the crosses, row on row,</p><p>That mark our place; and in the sky</p><p>The larks, still bravely singing, fly</p><p>Scarce heard amid the guns below.</p><p></p><p>We are the Dead. Short days ago</p><p>We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,</p><p>Loved and were loved, and now we lie</p><p>In Flanders fields.</p><p></p><p>Take up our quarrel with the foe:</p><p>To you from failing hands we throw</p><p>The torch; be yours to hold it high.</p><p>If ye break faith with us who die</p><p>We shall not sleep,</p><p>though poppies grow</p><p>In Flanders fields.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="tiredmommy, post: 47570, member: 1722"] I saw this online earlier & I thought I would share it with are US members celebrating Memorial Day. Remember our freedom comes at a great price. 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. [/QUOTE]
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