Cave Dwellings: “In Flanders Field”
Cave Dwellings

Buckhorn Creek, Lake O' The Pines, Jefferson, TX

Sunday, May 25, 2014

“In Flanders Field”


In Flanders Field

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.

                                                                                                                                                              ~Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, Canadian Army


  1. Great post, thanks. My father landed on Normandy and I have been to the cemeteries there several times. When you visit such places, it is impossible to forget the sacrifices made!

  2. Our year spent living in the Netherlands was enough to make us very aware of just what went on. We visited several final resting places of all the Allied Soldiers who died way too young. Very sobering.

  3. In Flanders Fields is always an amazing and appropriate tribute to all veteran's. Well done.

  4. Beautiful post. Your header is gorgeous. Warm greetings from Montreal.

  5. Lovely post. Looks like y'all had a great weekend.