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~Red papaver Shirley poppies

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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, May 1915

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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...

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In Flanders Fields

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Sunlight, poppies

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They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning, We will remember them.

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Poppy Art, Fine Art Flower Photography Print ""Pink Poppies No. 3""

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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.~~ by John McCrae, May 1915

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Gladiolus Cardinalis, red splashed w/white glad.

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The early poems of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, comprising Voices of the night and other poems, Ballads and other poems on slavery, and The Spanish student.

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poppies

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Rememberance Day ~ "They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning We will remember them." Fourth stanza of 'For the Fallen' by Laurence Binyon (1869 - 1943)

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Poppies in the field....

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Poppy beautiful color

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Parrot flower. Soo pretty. Need to find out of they can grow in our area

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Poppy Art, Fine Art Flower Photography Print ""Pink Poppies No. 2""

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Pretty!Heal and nurse your spirit, with a broken spirit it's hard to find your true health on such a journey. Emotions, Spiritual Self and the Mind are just as important as physical health. See Native America Medicine

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