The Folded Flag
That folded flag that once draped the box that took him home; sits now on a mantel piece beside a picture of him in uniform
The man comes on the TV says they’re bringing all our soldiers home; too bad they hadn’t thought of that six years ago that morn
A sad eyed mother stands beside a slab of granite; putting fresh flowers on her little hero’s resting place
Somewhere a young bride rocks her daughter to sleep; as she does she cries once more at her bed’s empty space
A veteran salutes the flag that’s lowered as a sign of respect; for all the comrades who have fallen under fire
Another president reads a prepared speech; reaching the point that humanity just accepts that he’s a liar
The only truth is in that flag that draped those boxes sent back home
Is a country’s pride worth the cost of a war for reasons still unknown.
You have put down on paper the cost of it all.
love,
Kathy
Thank you , Love your Cuz, Rose XOXO
Your words captured the anguish
And pain the War causes so many people!!
Outstanding piece!!
Many hugs and peace and love always
Your Friend..Morning Star
Thank for showing your respect.
Georg E. Mateos
Hugs, Laura
Chrissy
peace,
josie
~hugs~
Karen
Carole~
All we are left with is the reality of a president who places his pride and ego before them....
May God Bless ALL the troops who place their lives in danger for us......I pray this war ends soon....
An exceptional poetic display.....
love and peace my friend.....
Art Sun...
The price too high, the price too high: but freedom worth the sacrifice of the brave. A heartwrending write, excellently penned, very haunting melody you've written *tears*
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(
This poem needs to be send to those who read their prepared speeches....and I still wonder if they will "Know" what they are saying!!
God Bless Those Who Care!!
love Tinka
With love,
Susan