“Those Honored Dead” “Why do you fly the flag today?” My Grandson wants to know. I fly it for the graveyards Where the countless crosses grow. I fly the flag for children Whose fathers are a name. A half-remembered memory of a face within a frame.
11 Nov
“Those Honored Dead” “Why do you fly the flag today?” My Grandson wants to know. I fly it for the graveyards Where the countless crosses grow. I fly the flag for children Whose fathers are a name. A half-remembered memory of a face within a frame.