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I Am But a Flag

I have caressed in coffin draped hugs those who defended me, hung limply as taps and tears flowed across generations. Known the thrill of fireworks and jubilation rose, full faced, in sundrenched wind starched glory. Wept in “half staffed” darkened loneliness as horse drawn carriages moved through silenced crowds. I am neither a cause nor a solution but a symbol of our best….and worst. I am but a flag. I look to you to raise me up. John G. Lawless ©6/14/2021

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Date: 6/20/2021 12:15:00 PM
wow, John, this is simply amazing work. Poetry at its best. FAVE
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Date: 6/15/2021 5:47:00 PM
About time someone gave the Flag a chance to defend itself! This is superb, John. A real bulls-eye. ~ gw
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Date: 6/14/2021 3:45:00 PM
This is an excellent poem John. One of those poems that hit hard and make one think.
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Date: 6/14/2021 9:34:00 AM
Ah, John, you have penned an absolutely marvelous tribute to our flag. It reflects my sentiments exactly, too. Thank you for this poem worthy of being read over and over again...and publicly!
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Date: 6/14/2021 8:03:00 AM
You brilliantly captured the symbolism and importance of our flag, John. Too often forgotten or disrespected, may our flag continue to fly proudly..
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Date: 6/14/2021 6:42:00 AM
John, I love the personification! This is powerful and inspirational! Going in my FAV's. Blessings, Kim M
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Date: 6/14/2021 6:32:00 AM
WOW. Incredible write. I just love it! Beautiful. God bless you and this wonderful flag. Love, Gina
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