April 24, 2013

ANZAC DAY - Lest we forget

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.

Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae
(I owneth not the copyright to this picture)


  1. I am afraid that most young people today have no idea what that poem is about.


  2. Well said, and memories of my dad every time I see this. Thanks

  3. That is a brilliant and beautiful poem by a man who knew what is was to serve his country and the greater cause for good. Great tribute, Pax! Bravo!