Friday, November 11, 2011

Remembrance Day (In response to "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.

Poppies grow, 
red with the blood spilt 
upon the land, 
each representing a different soul.

The birds still sing to this day 
their praises and songs for the souls above, 
perhaps remembering the day 
the guns fell silent 
and they could once more be heard.

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.

We are the Living. 
Today we stand and remember those who 
made the ultimate sacrifice 
and those who continue to fight for our country 
and what they believe in. 
We see the sunrise and fall, 
we love and most of all 

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.

The torch is heavy, 
yet we hold it high above our heads 
and pledge on our hearts 
that we'll never forget 
those who are dead 
or fighting 
for us, 
so they may forever sleep 
in peace 
in Flanders fields.

All writing in italics is from the original poem "In Flanders Fields" by John McCrae

The rest was done by me.

Lest We Forget


  1. Cool! Ah, how did you make your blog like this? :O

  2. Thanks :)
    Do you mean the template? This template is one of the newest ones put out by blogger... I've just been experimenting with it!