In Flanders Fields 
By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)
Canadian Army   
[SIZE=+1]In Flanders Fields the poppies blow[/SIZE] 
[SIZE=+1]Between the crosses row on row,[/SIZE] 
[SIZE=+1]That mark our place; and in the sky[/SIZE] 
[SIZE=+1]The larks, still bravely singing, fly[/SIZE] 
[SIZE=+1]Scarce heard amid the guns below.[/SIZE] 
[SIZE=+1]We are the Dead. Short days ago[/SIZE] 
[SIZE=+1]We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,[/SIZE] 
[SIZE=+1]Loved and were loved, and now we lie[/SIZE] 
[SIZE=+1]In Flanders fields.[/SIZE] 
[SIZE=+1]Take up our quarrel with the foe:[/SIZE] 
[SIZE=+1]To you from failing hands we throw[/SIZE] 
[SIZE=+1]The torch; be yours to hold it high.[/SIZE] 
[SIZE=+1]If ye break faith with us who die[/SIZE] 
[SIZE=+1]We shall not sleep, though poppies grow[/SIZE] 
[SIZE=+1]In Flanders fields.
http://www.arlingtoncemetery.net/flanders.htm
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