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.
Today is a mark of the day the World wars ended as we laid are fellow Brothers into the earth.... In peace they rest knowing they saved us all along with my grandpa I am proud to be a canadian and I say thank you to all those who fought and died for our freedom.....
Tori_baby · Sat Nov 12, 2005 @ 03:58am · 2 Comments |