May 27, 2012
Traffic up on the road sounds like a sea
Cool hiss, fast slow
Everyone going where they have to go.
Now is the time of heroes and memory
Wars and death dressed up as glory
Age after age, same old story.
The afternoon garden breathes and sighs
And stirs the colors all around
And in the trees, a tinkling sound.
So rare a day
A blessed interlude
I've naught to say but simple gratitude
Far away in Washington, D.C.
Before the black and shining wall
A gash inside a hillside, that is all
Old men will see themselves
And touch the names of all the fallen dead
While the living walk in sunlight overhead.
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Dianne Schuch - Lindsey
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Thanks for sharing Memorial Day with me (didn't have one here, have to live through you guys some days).