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"They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old: Age shall not weary them, or the years condemn them. At the going down of the sun, and in the morning. We will remember them." ![]() ![]() ![]() | |||
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""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 must never forget..... " ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | |||
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"Someone asked me for the whole poem...so here it is. 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...... " I will be marching in the parade in Edinburgh on Sunday ![]() | |||
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