The beginning of Labor Day Weekend unfolds with the thoughts of the countless blessings pervading my mind. Sitting in the car outside my daughter's school, I patiently wait for the dismissal bell to ring. The blowing wind ushers countless sounds in through the open window, enveloping my space. The sounds guide my eyes to the tall metal post holding the symbol of our nation. The following poem was inspired by the moments that followed. I hope you enjoy it and your Labor Day Weekend. I pray that it is a Positively Blessed one!
"Sounds of Freedom"
Intermittent flapping sounds,
spurred by metallic clanking rounds
Capture ones fervent attention,
to look in awe at this presentation
The wind manipulates and urges,
the cloth to obey commanded surges
To flutter and wave to and fro,
the stars and stripes surely show
Proudly displaying who ranks high,
around the world for you and I!
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