To: Flurry
103 posted on
11/11/2003 8:46:46 AM PST by
Alkhin
(He thinks I need keeping in order.)
To: Alkhin
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.
104 posted on
11/11/2003 8:48:39 AM PST by
Alkhin
(He thinks I need keeping in order.)
To: Alkhin
Thank you for posting at the Foxhole on this special day Alkhin.
106 posted on
11/11/2003 8:49:46 AM PST by
snippy_about_it
(Fall in --> The FReeper Foxhole. America's History. America's Soul.)
To: Alkhin
Thanks for reminding us about the Poppy today Alkhin.
135 posted on
11/11/2003 9:27:07 AM PST by
SAMWolf
(Everyone hates me because I'm paranoid.)
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