Shuck and Jive

Monday, May 28, 2007

In Remembrance...

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.

1 comment:

  1. We will remember them,
    Even though the years of peace
    Have swiftly gone and lately passed
    And men of war can't rest at last;
    We, who are free,
    Will not forget how once they chose
    To fight and die on distant shores
    For love of us and liberty.

    We will remember Him,
    Even though the years of grace
    Have distanced each succeeding race
    And men of God seem out of place;
    We, with our faith,
    Will not forget how once He chose
    To go and die upon a cross
    For love of us and liberty.

    He will remember us,
    Even though the years of life
    Fly swiftly past before our eyes
    And man is dust beneath the skies;
    He, with His power,
    Will not forget all those who choose
    To follow Him and never lose
    Their love of God or Liberty.