In Flanders Fields

In Canada, "Veterans Day" is called "Remembrance Day". Growing up, we would memorize the poem "In Flanders Fields" and wear poppies to symbolize our gratitude and thanks for those who have fought so hard for our freedom. We would all pause at 11:00 (11th hour of the 11th month on the 11th day) and remember those who had given their lives for our country.

Each year the Family Night before Veterans Day, we read the poem and make a poppy wreath to hang. It is such a famous poem in Canada I thought I would share it here. I am humbled by the sacrifice of those who have fought for and continue fight for our countries.

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In Flanders Fields
by John McCrae, May 1915

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.