Lest We Forget...

[ratherastory]

In Flanders Fields

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.

~Major John McCrae

Comments

[marchia43.livejournal.com]

Thank you for your poem
I've never read that one - it is wonderful
Thanks
M

[ratherastory.livejournal.com]

It's a famous one in Canada. Gets read every Remembrance Day during the ceremonies. It never fails to make me tear up a bit. :)

[spookysquall.livejournal.com]

Never ceases to leave me misty-eyed. Lest we forget.

[ratherastory.livejournal.com]

Indeed. And some people are forgetting already... sad, really.

[tabaqui]

Such a lovely poem, even though it makes my heart hurt to read.

[ratherastory.livejournal.com]

It does, doesn't it? I'm always tempted to post the responses to it, but they make a little less sense in context unless you post that first.

[tabaqui]

I posted a link to it and all the replies in my lj yesterday - i hope people read them - they're really very cool, too.

[tifaching.livejournal.com]

Thank you for posting this.

[ratherastory.livejournal.com]

I do this every year, in this LJ and in my regular LJ. Seems like the least I can do, you know?

[blackrabbit42.livejournal.com]

Thanks for sharing this.

[ratherastory.livejournal.com]

It seems like the very least I can do, you know? I make a point of posting this every year.