Memorial Day 2013

There is a cold silence and an empty heart

in those who loved the ones who died.

Their family portrait, like un-finished art,

frames only a future of hopes denied. 

 

It was a payment made for doing their part,

a sense of duty that they couldn’t hide,

bringing justice to who would tear us apart,

now taking their rest, flag by their side.

 

There is a cold silence and an empty heart

that’s unable to hear the noise outside,

where the BBQs light and gatherings start

on a day to remember those who died.

Reviews

[Eileenws]

Great job in summing up Memorial Day. I like the rhyme scheme. Nicely penned. Eileen