For the fallen and wounded at Fort Hood

1914-1918
We Shall Keep the Faith
by Moina Michael, November 1918



Oh! you who sleep in Flanders Fields,




Sleep sweet - to rise anew!





We caught the torch you threw


And holding high,


we keep the Faith


With All who died.

We cherish, too, the poppy red

That grows on fields where valor led;


It seems to signal to the skies

That blood of heroes never dies,


But lends a lustre to the red

Of the flower that blooms above the dead

In Flanders Fields.

And now the Torch and Poppy Red

We wear in honor of our dead.

Fear not that ye have died for naught;


We'll teach the lesson that ye wrought


In Flanders Fields.

I will think of you often. Godspeed on your journey to the Summerlands.