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In Flanders Fields

Gouda Geo-Equipment BV

This year it is 100 years ago that the 1st World War started. We want to commemorate this event that effected so many people all over the world.

In Flanders Fields” is a war poem, written during the First World War by Canadian physician Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae. He was inspired to write it on May 3, 1915, after presiding over the funeral of friend and fellow soldier Alexis Helmer, who died in the Second Battle of Ypres. According to the legend, fellow soldiers retrieved the poem after McCrae, initially dissatisfied with his work, discarded it. The poem is still a monument and describes so very well the uselessness of war.

In Flanders Fields

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.