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Memorial Day

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In Flanders Fields

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.

~ LCOL John McCrae Royal Canadian Army World War I

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Steve's Girl
Steve's Girl
May 30, 2023

What a lovely photo and so very fitting with" In Flnaders Fields"! Thank you fo sharing it, H50.

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