Sunday WW1 Remembered...

November is the month of Remembrance

Flanders Fields

by 

Elizabeth Daryush

Here the scanted daisy glows

Glorious as the carmined rose;

Here the hill-top's verdure mean

Fair is with unfading green;

Here, where sorrow still must tread,

All her graves are garlanded.

And still, O glad passer-by

Of the fields of agony,

Lower laughter's voice, and bare

Thy head in the valley where

Poppies bright and rustling wheat

Are a desert to love's feet.

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