November’s damp chill
settles into my bones
despite weak sunshine
National cemetery,
row upon row of flags
Copyright 2020 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes: My father-in-law has a peaceful spot in the Massachusetts National Cemetery in Bourne, MA. We visited and left sunflowers. I intended to post about it for Veteran’s Day, but I was too sad. We visited the nearby coastline afterwards, but covid is making simple trips so complicated. A belated thanks to the Veterans. Never forgotten.
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HER FATHER-IN-LAW IS AMONG THE HONORED DEAD.
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Yes, so sad a loss to us.
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Thanks for remembering the veterans with your sensitive poem and post Brenda, all those flags really brings it home. Sending hugs 🤗
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xoxo
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here’s to your father in law and all the other brave men and women who dedicate themselves to helping to support our country.
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Yes, to them all. It really brings it home when you visit the National cemeteries. So many flags…
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I love seeing flags, but seeing them at the cemetery is a little sad. Sad respect.
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Yes, I expected to be sad, but I was more sad even than I expected. If that makes any sense.
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It does.
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