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.

VOCABULARY
poppy = a plant with large, delicate flowers that are typically red and have small, black seeds.
blow =  if the wind blows something somewhere, it makes it move in that direction.
croos = an object in the shape of a cross, used as a symbol of the Christian religion.
lark = a small, brown bird that is known for its beautiful singing.
scarce = rare or existing only in small amounts.
aqmid = in the middle of or surrounded by.
dawn = the early morning when light first appears in the sky.
sunset = the time when the sun disappears in the evening and the sky becomes dark.
glow = a soft, warm light.
lie = to put your body flat on something, or to be in this position.
take up = to start doing a particular job or activity.
quarrel = an argument.
foe = an enemy.
torch = a long stick with material that burns tied to the top of it.