Never Forget... In Flanders Fields In Flanders Fields The poppies blow between the crosses row on row, That mark the place where they fell. In the dark, in the dark, In the dark, in the dark, In the dark, in the dark, We are the dead. Short days ago we lived, felt, died, dawn, sunset dawn, Loved and loved loved, and now we lie In Flanders Fields. Take up your quarrel with the foe, To you from failing hands their lot, It is laid down, and bound with love, In Flanders Fields. Lieutenant Colonel John Macrae, M.D. Canadian Army (1872-1918) A silhouette of a soldier standing next to a flagpole with a Canadian flag is set against a textured, grey background. This graphic is used to commemorate military sacrifice and remembrance.
