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In May of 1915, after the death and burial of his good friend, Alexis Helmer, Medical Officer John McCrae sat on the back of an ambulance and looked out onto the war torn landscape where poppies had blossomed throughout the broken ground. Twenty minutes later McCrae had written "In Flanders Fields."
By December 8, 1915, the poem was published in Punch magazine where it caught the attention of Moina Michael. Michael then wrote a response to the poem titled "We shall keep the faith" and went on to campaign for the poppy to become the Official U.S. National Emblem of Remembrance. Today, it remains an iconic symbol of the sacrifices of our veteran's.
In Flanders Fields
BY JOHN MCCRAE
BY JOHN MCCRAE
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.
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.
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.
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.
