Wednesday, 11 November 2009

Lest we forget

In Flanders Fields

by John McCrae, May 1915

Poppies (©

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.


  1. May we always remember. Thank you for this post of remembrance and appreciation.

  2. This beautiful poem always brings tears to my eyes. I mourn the loss of all the lives, many of them just starting out, in all the wars - would that we would learn to make peace and not war, all of us!

  3. And still they die, on foriegn fields, for freedom and the right to shout ENOUGH!

  4. That poem always brings a moistness to these eyes.

  5. may we never forget and always honor those who have sacrificed so much for so many.

  6. Thanks Saz.

    (I was in M&S for the 2 mins silence today. It was incredibly moving to experience everyone in the whole shop be still and contemplate for that time)

  7. In my opinion one of the most moving poems of remembrance.
    Thanks for posting it Saz xx

  8. I had never seen that poem before today and this morning I have seen it on three blogs!

    We should never forget.

  9. Hi Saz, and thank you so much for that lovely, sad and moving post. The poem is wonderful and very poignant. Nice to catch up with you at last. M xxx


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