Behind This Picket Fence

by Yankee4youSt. Albans, Vermont, USA

May 2011 645 Views 2 comments

Behind This Picket Fence

There is calmness in the early morn
That begins to make some sense
Before the daily grind will churn
Distracts us with offense
A time making a spirit reborn
When each new day commence
Like a gentle rain be born
When vapors of life condense
Make bold the dusty colors worn
On fields of faded pretense
Lift high the emblem we adorn
That stars and stripes propense
It’s our place to live freeborn
Behind this picket fence

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Posted: May 2011

About this poem:

Memorial Day Poem centering around reflection in all we have to be thankful for.

Comments (2)

mike7375Castleblayney, Monaghan IrelandMay 14, 2011

Those of us who have our lives certainly do have a lot to be thankful for...no matter what is happening or how bad it gets it could so easily be a lot worse. I enjoyed your poem Yankee and respect it's sentiments