Great Poem
Posted on: October 11, 2007, at 10:10:31pm

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.
~ John McCrae

1. 1: Emogamer
   Posted at 12:58am on October 12th, 2007

   Wasn't this is Mrs. Anastacio's room?
2. 2: Autumn_light
   Posted at 9:22pm on October 14th, 2007

   Yup