by John McCrae, May 1915
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.
Unfortunately I am not able to donate the money from membership this time around like I have done before, but if you want to donate to a worthy cause you could try Combat Stress via Henry Hyde.
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11/11/2014 at 10:25
We will remember them…
Sergeant G W Hart Royal Engineers, Killed by Enemy Action 1942.