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.
Colonel John McCrae
Such a powerful and haunting poem. In Flanders Fields captures the true weight of Memorial Day—the lives lost, the love left behind, and the call to remember. The image of poppies growing between rows of crosses is so simple, yet it says everything. It’s a reminder that freedom isn’t free, and that behind every memorial is a person who lived, laughed, and mattered. Holding the torch high, as McCrae writes, is about more than just memory—it’s about continuing to stand for the values they fought for. Today, we pause, we honor, and we remember.
ReplyDeleteFlander's Fields does capture the true meaning of Memorial Day. God bless all those who sacrificed their lives for our freedom. Too many dont even care anymore nor do they know what others did for our country. Janice
ReplyDeleteWe cannot forget what Memorial Day means. It’s one of my biggest pet peeves. Frankly I believe Memorial Day should not be a three day weekend. It meant more, when it was on the 30th. I wish we observed Memorial Day here like they do in Israel.
ReplyDeleteI've been reading a lot about my father's service in WWII lately and it really is hard to get through. So much loss, it really tugs at your heart when you read about the sacrifices made for our freedom.
ReplyDeleteI have always loved this sad beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteMy comment is the last one, it says I am anonymous! Doing this with several blogs!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful post, "Lest we forget." Thank you so much!
ReplyDeleteI have not read this before. Beautiful and sad. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteAlways such a beautiful and meaningful poem.
ReplyDeleteThis is such a beautiful poem. I'm sorry about the man who died so young, he's younger than me. Please let your sons know how much we appreciate their service for our country! Much love to you dear friend!
ReplyDeleteThat poem always touches my heart. Hugs to your family~ xo Diana
ReplyDeleteHey Carla.....I sure enjoyed this poem...I've never read it before....thanks so much for sharing and I hope your weekend is filled with much love.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautifully moving poem. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the poem and reminder!
ReplyDeleteSuch a wonderful poem.
ReplyDeleteAll the best Jan