The Life and Poems of John McCrae (1744 words, 3 pages)
In In the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row,That mark our place and in the skyThe larks, still bravely singing, flyScarce heard amid the guns below.We are the Dead. Short days agoWe lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,Loved, and were loved, and now we lieIn .Take up our ...
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