To: carlo3b
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 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.
-Captain John D. McCrae
Thank You for the ping Carlo, God Bless All.
42 posted on
05/23/2003 7:55:24 PM PDT by
deadhead
(God Bless Our Troops and Veterans)
To: deadhead
"In Flanders Field", is so moving, especially today.. Bless you for posting it for us..
92 posted on
05/23/2003 10:28:10 PM PDT by
carlo3b
(http://www.CookingWithCarlo.com)
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