In Flanders Fields The Poppies Grow, May 30, 1922

In Flanders fields the poppies grow 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.”

--Lt.-Col. John McCrae

(Died in France, Jan. 28, 1918)

From the front page of The Daily Southerner, Tarboro, N.C., Tuesday, May 30, 1922. McCrae was a Canadian army physician. The image below once went with a YouTube video, which is no longer available.