I see the flowers and flags... being placed inside the yard
Silent memory...quiet voices
I see them guarding the dead
I see the old man kneeling
Pulling weeds from the flowers and flags
I see the tears he doesn't want to shed
For the loss and for the dead
I see the small child standing
Among the flowers and flags
Wondering why Grandpa is crying
Wondering why he is sad
Today the sun is shining
Today good food will be had
Just don't forget the reason
For all of the flowers and flags
9 comments:
Beautiful - did you write it?
Excellent!
Thank you, and I did write it. Just thinking about it and wrote this down.
Lovely poem, Julie. Thanks for sharing.
BTW -- here's the answer to your question about who took the photo of me and Kay that's on my blog today -- I took it with my MacBook camera. Just pointed the monitor our way and pushed the button!
A prisoner of hope,
Megan
I am so glad you are writing again! It makes me feel a little leaky and also very proud.
This is a beautiful tribute.
Thanks for sharing this! Have a wonderful weekend! Terrie
What do you mean by goof?
LOL ~ I see! Thanks for explaining. LOL!
Beautiful tribute. Thanks for sharing.
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