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.
Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)
Canadian Army
John McCrae was from my hometown of Guelph, Ontario
Posted in Honor of My Grand Uncles, KIA at the Battle of Amiens
Felix Wilson McGlone, KIA August 9, 1918, Canadian Over-Seas Expeditionary Force, York and Simcoe, buried in the Warvillers Churchyard Extension, Somme France
Lance Coporal Robert Duff McGlone, KIA August 11, 1918, with the Royal Scots 5th/6th Bn., buried in the Buchoir New British Cemetery, Somme France
Roan