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 (1872–1918)
We also drew these poppies using chalk and oil pastel.
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 (1872–1918)
We also drew these poppies using chalk and oil pastel.
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ReplyDeleteYour poppies are beautiful. I'm so glad that you are keeping the New Zealand tradition of learning about ANZAC Day.
Grate art work guys.
ReplyDeleteFrom Daniel
those poppy are very wonderful. The poem is very sad.From Liam
ReplyDeleteGreat art guys.I know some people don't like art but all of you are great at it. Your poppies remind me of real poppies.
ReplyDeletefrom Gauri:)
It was fun to make the poppies as well as they bring back memories to the ANZACs in the war.
ReplyDeleteThey look like a field full of poppies up on the wall it reminds me of my relatives who fought in the war to protect our country.
Great art guys!!!
From Jade
It was really fun learning all about world war one an the soldiers who died in the poppy fields and then creating art about it . Robyn
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