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
Written during the First World War by Canadian physician Lt Colonel John McCrae who wrote it May 3 1915
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In Flanders Fields by John McCrae
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
Written during the First World War
by Canadian physician Lt Colonel
John McCrae who wrote it May 3 1915
Poppies are associated with those who
died in wartimw since World War I
In the U.S.people wear the red poppy
on Memorial Day to honor the dead
Since 1920 red poppies have been
American Legion’s official emblem
of remembrance worn to honor and
memorialize fallen soldiers
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