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Memorial Day
This memorial is
a remembering spot
a place to sit
and bend my head.
I think of those
I never knew
who once played ball
who now lie dead.
For just like me
all soldiers lived.
They loved their moms.
They shoveled snow.
But when our country
cried for help
they kissed their moms.
They packed to go.
I run my fingers
through the grass.
It’s quiet here.
Red flowers grow.
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Wishing all our friends of the cottage
a very Happy Memorial Day!
3 comments:
Happy Memorial Day to you too, Des!
Des, wishing you a Happy Memorial Day ;-)
Hugs~
Mari
Deserae,
I was looking at the blogs on my side bar, and for some reason yours doesn't show the picture of your current post like the others. I tries to copy and paste again, but it still just shows your name - any ideas why? Just wanted to let you know. Maybe it's something on your end.
Have a lovely evening, friend.
~Sheri
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