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On the 11th Hour, 11th Day, 11th Month the First World War Ended "Armistice Day" In Flanders Fields Poem 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. Composed by Lt Col John McCrae at the battlefront on 3 May 1915 During the Second Battle of Ypres, Belgium