
Lest we forget ๐น
The poppies and crosses of Flanders Fields mark the graves of those who lost their lives during the Great War. In these lines, Sgt John McCrae encourages the living to take the baton and carry on the fight, to honour the legacy of the fallen.
1914 – 1918
1939 – 1945
Read by John Davies
Full Poem:
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.
John McCrae (1872 โ 1918)
#remembranceday #veteransday
Just got the notification and thought “must listen” ” must honor”
Same here! It’s easy to forget what these people did for us.
I love this poem. I memorized this in grade school and have never forgotten it’s powerful measage.
Me too.
My Mother read this to me as a child.
Rest In Peace to ALL
It was a sad day when the war began. I can still hear the screaming even though I was born years after the conflict.
๐น๐น๐น. โLest we forget. In immortal memory of our fallen heroesโ ๐น๐น๐น
It is amazing how John McCrae’s words have gone beyond Canada and become a truly worldwide commemoration of the slaughter of war. An amazing documentary series that lays out the history of the Canadian involvement in WWI, look up For King & Empire. Its here on Youtube.
We had to memorize it in schoolโฅ๏ธ. I still love it.
To the *incredible person* seeing this, I wish you all the best in lifeโค don’t over blame yourself, accept things and go forward. Don’t let others define what โsuccessโ is for you. Get up, learn the skills needed and get after it, all the keys to a happy life is in your hands. Keep pushing.
It was exactly what I needed to get that slight nudge to follow my heart.thank you for these kind words ๐
@reba You welcome ๐ dear friend. Thanks for the compliment.
“Only the dead have seen
the end of war.”
– Plato.
“Red lips are not so red.
As the stained stones kissed
by the English dead.”
– Wilfred Owen.
“Men marched asleep.
Many had lost their boots
But limped on blood-shod.”
– Wilfred Owen.
The most emotional 1 minute moment of my life.
“No-man’s land under snow
Is like the face of the moon:
Chaotic, crater ridden,
Uninhabitable, awful, the
Abode of Madness.”
– Wilfred Owen.
Itโs a shame that their sacrifice has been forgotten by most, as they welcome tyranny with cowardly open arms!
God bless those who live and die for the benefit of others!๐๐ป
While it is true most openly accept tyranny now, I donโt see the relation here. The First World War was not on tyranny but rather a string of alliances tugged and triggered
Benedictine nuns had us memorize this poem in grade school.(St Joseph School, East Rutherford, NJ, circa 1962 more or less.)
Second stanza was outstanding.
Redfrost motivation is my inspiration.
I remember having to recite this with the whole class back in elementary school
“The old lie:
Dulce et decorum
est Pro
patria mori.”
– Wilfred Owen.
“If I should die,
Think only this of me:
That there’s some corner
Of a foreign field that
Is forever England.”-
Wilfred Owen
Please God never let us forget why this was written, please God never let us forget. Thanks and be well.