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This topic was originally posted on the 11th November 2015 by Margaret. It has received 1 reply and was last updated on the 11th November 2015 by Sue. If you would like to reply to this topic, please ensure you are registered and logged in.
Margaret
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.
Sue
We are the Dead,Short days ago
We Lived,felt Dawn,saw Sunset glow.
Loved and were Loved,and now we lie
In Flanders Field
Take up the 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 Field
