Eleventh Flag Poem by Darlene Walsh
Eleventh Flag
I parked the car between two white lines and looked out over the grassy field
For Memorial Day in memory of the brave heros we planted eleven flags
Barely a hundred stones, some flat markers, some tall monuments
Our cemetery is small barely 10 years old
Three little children and mother, victims of a car crash
Brokenhearted husband and father left the country in tears
Husbands and wives, some alone waiting for their other half
Some side by side through eternity their love lasts
The deacon's son, dead from drugs long before his time
Another young man drank his way into his hole
A hundred stories of cherished love and tears
In many years after I've grown old I will come here too
Sprouting here and there grew plastic flowers and solar candles
Some faded some fresh, all planted with loving care
Scattered among the stones are eleven marked by flags
They served their country, saving our home shores
The eleventh flag planted belongs to one I love
Grandpa's funeral had Taps and white gloves folding a flag
A war hero, husband and father, and I miss him still
2014, another year has gone by and this year we planted 13 flags in our little cemetery. Hug a veteran today, they may not have many tomorrows left.
this won't hurt you; i know. heroes is what you meant. :) and deacons: here is where your apostrophe belongs. it's nice to honor those you care about with your words and deeds. thanks for sharing. bri :) p.s. i hugged a veteran today. she was shopping in Victoria's Secret and her boyfriend chased me off. SHE would have chased me but she wasn't dressed properly.
Your words are eloquent and deeply bittersweet. For your Grandfather...My thanks for his service that my liberties were protected. You described beautifully, without rhyme, what love you have in your heart! And thank you for continuing to visit my words, as well. PEACE
Who cares about rhymes? We care or at least I care about what is at stake in a poem and in the poet's life. And your poem, regarding that matter, is a jewel... * *
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Poems don't have to rhyme, At least not all the time. This is lovely, and I have voted it a ten.