Show we shall not sleep i by unit col dr john mccase FLANDERS fields the pop J pies blow between the crosses row on row that mark our place and in the sky the larks still bravely singing fly scarce heard amidst 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 oe too to you from falling hands we throw the torch be yours to hold it high if 11 ye break faith with us who die we shall not sleep though poppies ar grow ow in flanders fields i |