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[lexin]

In Flanders Fields
The poem by John McCrae

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.

Comments

[catalenamara]

Can't make any more icons, otherwise I'd make a poppy one. I lost most of the ones I'd made since I lost my paid account since LJ won't accept U.S. payments anymore, at least not mine. The Marigold icon remained, so I'm showing here are marigolds are traditional for remembrance of all we have lost in the southwest part of the U.S.

[lexin]

I didn’t know marigolds were the flower of remembrance in the US.