Hi! My name is Kelci, and I'm 13 years old. I really enjoy reading Harry Potter, InuYasha and Card Captor Sakura fanfics, and I try to write some of them too(even though I personally think that they are horrible). For fanfics I write, I allow all kinds of reviews weither it is flames or complements...even suggestions on how to make my fanfic better. If you have any questions you can contact me by my yahoo email. Thanks for taking the time to read my Bio!

This poem is deticated to my great aunts who were medics in WW2(one of them dying) and for all the people who died.

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.