IN FLANDERS FIELD

In Flanders Fields
John McCrae – 1872-1918

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.

Never forget those who have made the ultimate sacrifice, and we know too many. R.I.P.
Semper Fi!!!

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7 thoughts on “IN FLANDERS FIELD”

  1. Never forget those who gave all. They made us safe and free.
    Semper Fi, God speed!

  2. My grandfather, then Capt. Henry Wm deSaussure MD, MC U.S. Army, landed at LeHavre at the mouth of the Seine and moved up to the front lines w/his Medical Company from Fort Dix just behind the lines in The Great War… As they arrived, they could hear shelling in the distance but fighting in his sector was in a lull… Almost immediately thereafter, the Armistice was signed & announced…

    He was fortunate & did not fall in Flanders Fields… He came home to Charleston, his wife & two girls, had a third, my mother… Henry had a most productive, respected career and passed at 80, still working as an OB-GYN and on staff at Roper Hospital… I still look up to him & remember what he accomplished…

    God rest his immortal soul in peace…

    His grandson,

    Blackie

  3. R.I.P. Dr. Henry Wm deSaussure. Blackie could you please share with us your real name and when you served. I only ask this to help put your posts in a better perspective. Thanks brother and Semper Fi!!! Top Pro

    1. Every Memorial Day weekend I read it in church for the congregation to reflect. Such a heart felt thing,those who gave the last full measure.
      Glenn T
      1/26 Vietnam 1968 69

  4. If you’re ever in the Kansas City area, get to the WWI Museum. As you enter, you will walk across a glass floor and the entire floor below is a field of poppies.

  5. For our military family The Flanders Field Poem is read annually on Memorial Day at our diner table. When I picked up my call phone There it was. Complete for all to see. Thank you Sgt. GRIT.

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