In Flanders Fields

In Canada, we refer to November 11th as Remembrance Day. A day of a remembrance for those who have fought and those we have lost in battle in our name. A poem written during World War I, by Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae wrote, after witnessing the death of his friend, become a staple in our Canadian history. So whether, you are Canadian, American or some other citizen, please take a moment to remember those who have fought, and those whom we have lost in battle, so we could have this day. Traditionally, we Canadians take this time 1 min on November 11th at 11am.

In Flanders fields

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.

— Lt.-Col. John McCrae