My Flag

09/11/07

I cannot fly my flag today.

Too close, too real, too hard.

My husband wore it on his arm,

Fresh uniform I’d washed.

My children dressed in colors

Of bright red, white and blue

Prepared to sing of freedom

In the assembly at school.

I cannot fly my flag today.

Where I live they are flown

Each day as husbands, fathers, wives,

Are far away from home.

They fly until they’re tattered

And blue stars hang near their pole.

They fly ‘til yellow ribbons grace

The doorways of the home.

I cannot fly my flag today.

Though I remember well

That fateful day my world came down,

The day the towers fell.

The day my friend, left widowed,

Stood in terror with us all

Wondering what kind of world

Would follow.

I cannot fly my flag today.

Please do not ask me why.

I’ll go to the assembly.

You’ll probably see me cry.

I’ll hug my children closer,

Friends whose husbands are at war.

I cannot fly my flag today.

I know what it is for.

Anna M. Molgard

Ft. Bragg, North Carolina

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