By DEAN SCHWARTZ SR. (Lulu) on Saturday, May 29, 2010 - 09:08 pm:
"In Flanders Fields" In Flanders Fields the poppies blow Between the crosses row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The Larks, still singing, flyScarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw thesunset glow, Loved and were Loved, and now we lie In Flanders Fields. 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, though poppies grow In Flanders Fields. By: Lt. Col.John McCrae, MD(1872-1918) Canadian Army