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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.” John McCrae E. Napp. - ppt download
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. - ppt download
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In Flanders Fields BY JOHN MCCRAE In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row
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Senate of Canada on Twitter: "Wear a poppy. Attend a ceremony. Visit a memorial. Remember them: https://t.co/HCSk0VZhaE #CanadaRemembers https://t.co/H9gpnN6OVL" / Twitter
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Ο χρήστης Niagara Parks στο Twitter: "1/2 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,
Green Days - Lest we forget. 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
Remembering Veterans this Memorial Day - In Flanders Fields | Ventura County Library
Canadian War Museum - In Flanders Fields, by Lieutenant-Colonel John McCrae, was first published on December 8, 1915 in the London magazine, Punch. The poem eloquently drew reference to the red poppies
We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow . . . - PressReader
In Flanders Fields by John McCrae In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row
