Poetry Sunday

Today is November 11th, the date once known as Armistice Day to mark the end of World War I - "the war to end all wars." Nowadays, we in the United States observe it as Veterans' Day, a day set aside to honor those who have served in the nation's armed forces. Memorial Day, celebrated in May, honors those who have died in the nation's wars. This classic poem by John McCrae honors the fallen.

In Flanders Fields

by John McCrae

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.


Have a good day and a great holiday weekend. Take a moment to thank a veteran for the freedoms you enjoy, and say a prayer for those who didn't come home.

More thoughts coming.

Bilbo