So, you
old soldier, saluting
as the flag is raised
and a bugle plays taps,
thank you.
So, you
young soldier, listening
to advice from a veteran
in a wheelchair,
pushed by a fellow comrade,
your wars are over
but not forgotten,
thank you.
So, you
people of this small town,
with your patriotic t-shirts,
babies in strollers,
toddlers clutching tiny flags
and dogs festooned with
red, white, and blue,
thank you.