I bPáirceanna Flóndrais Séideann na poipini leo Idir na crosa ró ar ró Is áit dúinn: thas ar eitleog ghroi Canann fuisega fós le bri Nach gCluintear i measc gunnai's gleo In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place and in the sky The larks, still bravely... Continue Reading →