Raymond Garfield Dandridge

(1882-1930 / the United States)

The Heritage - Poem by Raymond Garfield Dandridge

Row on row the crosses stand;
The breeze blown poppies nod
Approval of the gallant band
Asleep beneath the sod,
In Flanders Fields.

No lark is nigh:
Aloft, a plane (man's eagle of the sky)
Is strewing wreaths on those who lie
In Flanders Fields.

No resting soul need wake to weep
For faith mistrusted to our keep:
His heritage is peaceful sleep—
In Flanders Fields.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 5, 2010



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