Skip to comments.In Flanders Fields
Posted on 11/11/2012 8:07:11 AM PST by xp38
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.
Motorhead - 1916
Thanks, to all who served and are serving!
THanks for posting. I was thinking of that poem last night. I didn’t see any poppies sold this year. Strange.
Korea showed great respect to the US in a very real way.
Everyone in uniform got a small red silk poppy, and we were authorized to wear them.
A pretty little girl talked me out of mine.
Where poppies grow... indeed.
I just saw Obama give a nice speech om Veteran’s day. In the crowd there were those who 44 years ago never served, cursed our soldiers, spat on them and called them “baby killers”.
Now they wrap themselves in the American flag, while still stabbing our troops in the back.
Remember, when a leftist lib pats a soldier on the back he is looking for a soft spot to stick a knife.
My old memories die hard.
Thank you so much for posting that song. We should never forget WW1.
And to all our surviving veterans, Semper Fidelis! BRAVO ZULU.
My Father and Uncles served in WW2 and Korea.
I served in Viet Nam and I am an A$$hole so say the lib/rats, I have hated those people for 46 years.
I came back forty years ago in August. Never dreamed the dopers & radicals would one day be in the drivers seat.
Had to turn off Obama’s wreath laying at the Tomb. I was there last month. Patton’s ghost is screaming in my ear,
“I WON’T HAVE HIM IN HERE STINKING UP THIS PLACE OF HONOR!!!”
When the late Col McCormack owned the Chicago Tribune that poem comemorating WWI and its ending would be reproduced in color on its front page every Armistice Day now called Veterans Day.
>> Never dreamed the dopers & radicals would one day be in the drivers seat.
“Take up our quarrel with the foe ...”
Millions of young lives snuffed out here. Very touching.