'Blood Swept Lands and Seas of Red'
by artist Paul Cummins,
made up of 888,246 ceramic poppies
fills the moat of the Tower of London,
to commemorate the First World War.
How I would love to see this in person!
To read more about it Blood Swept Lands
IN FLANDERS FIELDS POEM
By Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae
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