Lest We Forget

Thank you to the servicemen and women who fought for our safety and our freedom. When I was a little girl, we memorized this poem by heart. Even though I'd forgotten much of it since then, we have always remembered and have never forgotten those who have served. Sleep, and be at peace, good sirs and gentlewomen. You are remembered.

Practicing our first salute.

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.


– Major John McCrae.

- L.