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Anniversary of the Great War

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In Flanders Field

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.

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tyler306
Aug. 4th, 2014 05:47 pm (UTC)
Nicely done..
Nicely done..
bender_927
Aug. 4th, 2014 07:00 pm (UTC)
That poem is awesome. Which war is this again? I feel badly but really don't know.
hotclaws
Aug. 12th, 2014 06:26 pm (UTC)
World War 1 ,it was known as the Great War until we all went and had an even bigger one.Don't feel bad,I deliberately used an unusual form of the name.
bender_927
Aug. 13th, 2014 02:24 pm (UTC)
WWI makes sense. Thanks for the lesson. :)
ziggyzest
Aug. 9th, 2014 09:25 pm (UTC)
Hm. Lovely poem but I myself am mildly fed up of people going on about WW1/WW2. Surely it's time we all just really moved on. ( I'm saying this even though my own grandfather fought in the battle of Stalingrad, btw)

Edited at 2014-08-09 09:42 pm (UTC)
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