There's a poem often recited on this day, Memorial Day, a day for remembering military personnel who died in battle or as a result of wounds. "In Flanders Field" was written by a Canadian military surgeon during WWI.
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.
The poem honors the hundreds of thousands of lives lost in battles near the historic region of Flanders. Flanders Fields is the answer to our Geo Quiz.
