Over 200 Poppy Illustrations for Remembrance Day

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 falling 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. The first line in Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae's familiar poem, I n Flanders Fields speaks of the many poppies that sprang up between the graves of soldiers buried in an area of Europe near Belgium following World War I. In 1921, inspired therefore by these words, a red flower became the symbol of remembrance for fallen soldiers of World War I. I never really understood as a child what it meant to wear a poppy. As it is with so many things w