WAR Poem: The Ones That Didn’t Make It Out Alive, by Vivian Wyatt

Today a little girl will run in the sand
Clad in little sandals, a flag in her hand
Dad flips a burger and smiles to his wife
A day we are given for those who gave their life
We stand in our red and white at the end of May
Stand proud when Lee sings, “God bless the USA,”
But do we really think of the folded flags
and 21 gun salutes
The horror, tears, widowing, and a young one’s empty boots
The rows of flags on silent hills brought the freedom that will thrive
But today as you enjoy your weekend think of those that didn’t make it out alive.

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