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maybe a poem

posted May 25, 2012, 7:58 PM by Mary Lazzaro-Bach   [ updated May 26, 2012, 11:48 AM ]
25 May 2012

The flags appeared overnight.


It was 1992


and


I had just moved onto Elm Street.


No signs, no explanation, just


flag after flag.


Eventually


I found myself


at a Memorial Day parade.


It is my understanding


that the flags


line the parade route.


How appropriate,


that rather than just


commemorate


where we have been,


they are


the banners


that tell us


where we will go,


together.
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