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.
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Poem by Canadian Lieutenant-Colonel John McCrae, 1915
Our firm will be taking a moment of silence today, honouring those who made the ultimate sacrifice in their line of duty.