Let us never forget all those who gave up their lives..
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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.
– John McCrae
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simply beautiful. Thank you for getting me to stop today, take a pause and remember.
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Savannah Chase Reply:
November 12th, 2012 at 4:26 pm
S.J, you are welcome…Thank you for taking the time to stop over…
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Thanks, Savannah. It’s especially important to remember this now.
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Savannah Chase Reply:
November 12th, 2012 at 4:33 pm
Julia, yes it is…It will always be truly important.
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Beautiful picture – and I’ve always loved that poem.
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Savannah Chase Reply:
November 12th, 2012 at 4:37 pm
Revecca, I wanted to put something to match…Yes it is a beautiful poem..
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What a beautiful poem, Savannah.
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Savannah Chase Reply:
November 12th, 2012 at 4:39 pm
Brinda, it is…”In Flanders Fields” is a war poem written during the First World War by Canadian physician and Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae
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