“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.
Canadian military doctor and artillery commander Major John McCrae wrote this poem when a lieutenant friend was killed on May 2nd, 1915 near Ypres, Belgium. In Canada, we have to recite this poem every single year at school around the month of November and I can still recite it from my memory now.
That’s how important today is to Canadians and the Commonwealth countries as they commemorate their armed forces who died in the line of duty in the First World War and beyond.
Inspired by this poem, poppies are worn today as a symbol of the blood spilled in the battles. The battlefields of Flanders were some of the worst, in terms of lives lost, in World War I and Poppies continue to bloom across these fields today. Poppy wreaths are laid on the memorials at Remembrance ceremonies held today all over the world.
So take the time today to wear a poppy and attend a Remembrance Day ceremony today.
Cheers,
Queenie
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