Veterans Day / Memorial Day Poem #38

A Folded Flag...

A folded flag reminds me of Dad
a nation's way of paying respect
to families who grieve with honor

A loved one's life, that is no more

For children like me, who never met Dad,
It's a legacy to follow; an inheritance of pride
Thirty years I waited for it to be mine

My hands were shaking as I opened that box
Our history, our future, all became mine

There came an obligation

There's power and strength in a
Fold Flag that was once a casket's shroud
Dignity and honor in this Nation's past

The men and the women who served for us
whether they lived or they died
They gave America their lives

And they must not be forgotten