A Memorial Day Song: In Flanders Fields
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A Memorial Day Song: In Flanders Fields
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This song features a poem written in 1915 by John McCrae, a Canadian army surgeon. We promote the song today to honor all the fallen soldiers who have died in wars far from home.
In Flanders Fields: A Memorial Day Song
In Flanders fields the poppies blowBetween the crosses, row on row,That mark our place; and in the skyThe larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.We are the Dead. Short days agoWe 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 throwThe torch; be yours to hold it high.If ye break faith with us who dieWe shall not sleep, though poppies growIn Flanders fields.
In Flanders fields the poppies blowBetween the crosses, row on row,That mark our place; and in the skyThe larks, still bravely singing, flyScarce heard amid the guns below.
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