Greetings!
It was in 1915 that Canadian soldier John McCrae (Second Battle of Ypres in Flanders, Belgium) wrote a poem called "In Flanders Fields" in remembrance of a fallen comrade who'd died in battle and was buried with a simple wooden cross as a marker.
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.
On this Remembrance Day, let us light candles and express our gratitude to our heroes.
Happy Remembrance Day.
Darcie, Laurianne & Michelle
