I Found Our Flag

Carl | July 24, 2012 

I found our flag a hangin’
On a small town general store.
It was faded and ragged,
A thing we do deplore.

But when I saw the owner
Asittin’ on that front porch,
I knew why it flew there
For he was a man of yore.

Beneath his rolled up shirt sleeve,
An arm of steel exposed,
The Eagle, Globe and Anchor
That was a part of
His private world.

His head was bare,
Bereft of hair,
Except for a grey expanse.
His grizzled face
Bore the trace
Of time’s slow advance.

It was plain to see
As it could be,
He was a man
Of steel.
For below the knee
You could not see
What he had left behind.

That ragged flag
Told more to me
Than I could hope to know.
It was to him
A symbol of
The land that he loved so.

The land that he had
Fought to save
In wars long gone
To pages.
No more will he
Bear arms though he
Is still courageous.

Among the men
Who fought the wars
That was our undertaking,
Let’s keep them in
Our memories
While memorials
We’re making.

Robert L. Cook



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