Memorial Day

Military Honor Guard Folds United States Flag at Veteran Funeral

 

For every tucked-tight triangle
Held in glove-swathed hands
Stretching to bridge the vacuum-gap
From might-have-been to never
Worlds and wounds and wars apart,
For every creased and folded dream
Concealed and on parade
Sluicing must-be-brave-don’t-cry
Through aching empty hearts
Havens of dread desolation,
For every forlorn ball uncaught
Lamenting games unplayed
For every scented shirt unwashed
And clutched to mourning soul,
For every deep and fresh-dug grave
Swallowing vestiges of hope,
For those who gave and gave it all,
For those they left behind,
This hollow gratitude my only offering.

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