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Re: Flanders Fields

Oh, Americans were involved. Both my grandfathers served. My one grandfather worked on some early airplanes in England and my other grandfather was on the front somewhere in Europe. I cannot recall exactly where. My grandmother always called Veteran's Day Armistice Day. I have some of the letters my grandfather (airplanes) wrote to my grandmother.

posted by BetsyLewis on January 25, 2009 at 11:55 AM | link to this | reply

Flanders Fields

I find it rather reflective as an adult but an inspiration to remember the soldiers who died was taught to us as children and I don't remember it being patriotic but always a part of Armistice Day ceremonies or Vetrans Day in the USA.It is from the First World War.I do not beleive the USA was involved in that one.

posted by merkie on January 25, 2009 at 11:39 AM | link to this | reply

Re: Re: strange request ..will see for you fire and revolution ones

Excellent suggestion.

posted by BetsyLewis on January 21, 2009 at 2:43 PM | link to this | reply

Re: Try to google them

Thank you for this poem. It's nice to have it here.

Do you find it sad you had to memorize this as a child or do you find it patriotic that you did so?

posted by BetsyLewis on January 21, 2009 at 2:33 PM | link to this | reply

Re: strange request ..will see for you fire and revolution ones

I find "war" poems whether written in the field, for a war or protesting against, can raise some very serious thought. I find them thought provoking not strange. Perhaps war is strange. Thanks for sharing.

posted by BetsyLewis on January 21, 2009 at 2:32 PM | link to this | reply

Try to google them

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.

This is written by a Canadian and we memorized it as children in school. It reminds us to remember the soldiers who fought to maintain our freedoms! Also the poppy is the flower of their remembrance.