Poem In Flanders Fields Printable. 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:
In Flanders Fields VFW Post 3617
To you from failing hands we throw. Take up our quarrel with the foe: Web we lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, loved and were loved, and now we lie. And in the sky the larks, still bravely singing, fly scarce heard amid the guns below. Take up our quarrel with the foe: Web we are the dead. Take up our quarrel with the foe: Web flanders fields the poppies blow between the crosses, row on row, that mark our place; Between the crosses, row on row, that mark our place; Web we lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, loved and were loved, and now we lie, in flanders fields.
Web we lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, loved and were loved, and now we lie, in flanders fields. Short days ago we lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, loved and were loved, and now we lie in flanders fields. Web we lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, loved and were loved, and now we lie. To you from failing hands we throw. And in the sky the larks, still bravely singing, fly scarce heard amid the guns below. Web in flanders fields the poppies blow. To you from failing hands we throw. Between the crosses, row on row, that mark our place; Take up our quarrel with the foe: Web flanders fields the poppies blow between the crosses, row on row, that mark our place; The larks, still bravely singing, fly.
