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Beryl M
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The Flower of Sacrifice
The Poppy: is the symbol of death and sacrifice - symbol of Remembrance Day November 11 for the dead of the first and Second World Wars
Once called the corn poppy because it blooms in grain fields,The Poppy of Flanders as it is now called grew freely in trenches of war zones. The earth disturbed and exposed by artillery shells caused seeds to germinate.
After World War 1, governments as yet hadn't accepted the responsibility for those who suffered as a result of war. In Britain, unemployment was a big problem. Earl Haig, the British Commander-in-Chief Earl Haig, in-Chief, had the task of organizing the British Legion as a means of coping with the problems of hundreds and thousands of men who had served under him in battle. So it was the widows of French ex-servicemen who approached him at the British Legion Headquarters bringing with them some poppies they had made, the idea was that they might be sold as a way of raising money to help those in need as a result of war.
The red poppy was first called a Flower of Remembrance by Colonel John McCrae, who was Professor of Medicine at McGill University of Canada before World War One. Colonel McCrae had served as a gunner in the Boer War, but went to France in World War One as a medical Officer with the first Canadian Contingent.
At the second battle of Ypres in 1915, when in charge of a small first-aid post, he wrote in pencil on a page torn from his dispatch book: ÂÂ
In Flanders' Field the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place, and in the sky
The larks, still 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 the quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours and hold it high.
If you break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields
                   Col John McCrae
My Response to "IN FLANDERS FIELDS"
In Flanders' fields the conflict grew
The din the noise the cannons threw
Havoc let loose rages around
The death denouncing trumpet sound
The combat deepens on the brave
With rush to glory or the grave
Blood stains the earth where you lie
As red as the poppy blooms
In Flanders' Fields
We have a promise we need to keep
To all in Flanders who lie asleep
We take the torch the poppy red
And wear in honour of our dead!
Have we learned the lessons taught?
For those who died was not for naught
In Flanders' Fields
      Beryl McMullen
We must remember the sacrifice of those thousands of live. If we don't the sacrifice of those who gave their lives will be meaningless.  They died for their homes, family and friends, for a collection of traditions they cherished and a future which they believed in, they died for us
The Poppy: is the symbol of death and sacrifice - symbol of Remembrance Day November 11 for the dead of the first and Second World Wars
Once called the corn poppy because it blooms in grain fields,The Poppy of Flanders as it is now called grew freely in trenches of war zones. The earth disturbed and exposed by artillery shells caused seeds to germinate.
After World War 1, governments as yet hadn't accepted the responsibility for those who suffered as a result of war. In Britain, unemployment was a big problem. Earl Haig, the British Commander-in-Chief Earl Haig, in-Chief, had the task of organizing the British Legion as a means of coping with the problems of hundreds and thousands of men who had served under him in battle. So it was the widows of French ex-servicemen who approached him at the British Legion Headquarters bringing with them some poppies they had made, the idea was that they might be sold as a way of raising money to help those in need as a result of war.
The red poppy was first called a Flower of Remembrance by Colonel John McCrae, who was Professor of Medicine at McGill University of Canada before World War One. Colonel McCrae had served as a gunner in the Boer War, but went to France in World War One as a medical Officer with the first Canadian Contingent.
At the second battle of Ypres in 1915, when in charge of a small first-aid post, he wrote in pencil on a page torn from his dispatch book: ÂÂ
In Flanders' Field the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place, and in the sky
The larks, still 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 the quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours and hold it high.
If you break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields
                   Col John McCrae
My Response to "IN FLANDERS FIELDS"
In Flanders' fields the conflict grew
The din the noise the cannons threw
Havoc let loose rages around
The death denouncing trumpet sound
The combat deepens on the brave
With rush to glory or the grave
Blood stains the earth where you lie
As red as the poppy blooms
In Flanders' Fields
We have a promise we need to keep
To all in Flanders who lie asleep
We take the torch the poppy red
And wear in honour of our dead!
Have we learned the lessons taught?
For those who died was not for naught
In Flanders' Fields
      Beryl McMullen
We must remember the sacrifice of those thousands of live. If we don't the sacrifice of those who gave their lives will be meaningless.  They died for their homes, family and friends, for a collection of traditions they cherished and a future which they believed in, they died for us
