Monday, May 27, 2013

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.

- by Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918), Canadian Army

Read the story behind the poem here

God bless,


  1. Lovely Lana,
    The texture of the poppies brings them to life!
    I enjoyed reading the origin of the poem . . . .
    A perfect tribute.
    Lori Ann

  2. Beautiful paintings, poem, and tribute! God bless our fallen patriots and the families/friends who they left behind.

  3. i just love that poem! thank you!

    m ^..^

  4. Lovely sentiment...lovely paintings.

  5. These paintings are beautiful!! You should do more of them..... ;)


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