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In Flanders Fields poem

In Flanders Fields poem by John McCrae, Canadian Army doctor

Remembering our Veterans on Veteran’s Day. We remember your amazing hard work, dedication, and amazing sacrifices made by you and your families. You will never be forgotten.  Poetry speaks much more eloquently that I can on a day like this. 

Moved by reading and re-reading “In Flanders Fields”, Moina Michael in November 1918 wrote this reply: 

“We Shall Keep the Faith” 

Oh! you who sleep in Flanders Fields,
Sleep sweet-to rise anew!
We caught the torch you threw
And holding high, we keep the Faith
With All who died.

We cherish, too, the poppy red
That grows on fields where valor led;
It seems to signal to the skies
That blood of heroes never dies,
But lends a luster to the red
Of the flower that blooms above the dead
In Flanders Fields.

And now the Torch and Poppy Red
We wear in honor of our dead.
Fear not that ye have died for naught;
We’ll teach the lesson that ye wrought.
In Flanders Fields.

Poppies illustrating the poem "We Shall Keep the Faith" by Moina Michael

Poppies illustrating the poem “We Shall Keep the Faith” by Moina Michael