From David Harthill:
“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”.
I have nothing to add
THANK YOU !!
Written by Captain John MacRae (1872-1918), Doctor, Royal Canadian Army Medical Corp, in Flanders, 1915.