SHADOWS ON THE RIDGELINE
Each day
I awaken before dawn
listen to birds
place my flag
on my house
and remember them
.... all
of them.
Young faces
frozen
deep within the mirror
of time.
.... faces
of all Races
and none as old as mine.
I follow the Sun
until it rests upon my lap
like a silent
Blue eyed Cat.
Morning rises in Vietnam
as I sleep the silence
of the night.
I am a lone flag
remembering
and
waving them home.
The Cat sleeps
and silence whispers.....
... None shall be left behind.