Awesome cookies and WELL DONE on making your poppy Renei...
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.
Awesome cookies and WELL DONE on making your poppy Renei...
ReplyDeleteIn 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.
Thank you Mrs Collins I like your poem
DeleteYou are doing some delicious looking baking, I hope that your family are also enjoying some. Did you wear that poppy on ANZAC Day?
ReplyDeleteMy family like the cookies it was delicious.
Deleteand I did wear the poppy on ANZAC day.
I baked ANZAC cookies too and my family ate all.
DeleteThe ANZAC cookies look yum.
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