In Flanders Fields

In Flanders Fields
By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918), Canadian Army
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.

Memorial Day is the day we honor the men and women who have died while serving our country. 
We remember family, friends and heros who left us far too young.  You will never be forgotten. 


Roman said...

Great picture. Happy lookin puppy.

Leigh Erin said...

Thanks - he is a very happy pup! :)

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