Ypres!
, 05 mei 2009 20:58
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.
We went to Ypres with our school and I saw the Last Post! (It was a very special moment, I really had goosebumps. But it is unbelievable that so much people died during the war... And that these people were going so far to guard us from the Germans.
We also joined Platoon Experience.
=> picture ;-)
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