In Flanders Field----
In Flanders Field 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.
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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.
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Take up your 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, through poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
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-Lt Colonel John McCrae
Canadian Army
1 comment:
Ok, so what if I'm a new knitter!! you were once also!!!! :) I am doing different designs, ok not a huge amount of different designs. Only maybe 4, and then I have a book that has patterns in it for the dishclothes, I don't like it!! I'm doing something wrong or using too big of a needle (7) and it doesn't show up as well as I want it too. I'm not picky!! not at all, I'm only related to you!!!
Love ya!!! Sara
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