Poppies for Veterans' Day

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2. It's from a poem by a WWI Canadian colonel

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.

I think people still sell them here on the street (in Chicago). At least we got one a few years ago.

On edit: OOPS: I think they're sold on MEMORIAL Day, not Veterans Day.