Half Staff

« Previous story
Next story »

Half Staff

I happened to raise my eyes today
To the flag pole on the lawn.
I thought, oh no, it’s at half staff
Another hero gone.

Who, why, when did their life end
In honor for us all.
Are they like those names
Engraved in stone, on that black granite wall?

I bow my head and say a prayer
For someone I never knew.
Half staff is all that now remains,
Half Staff for the chosen few.

Submitted by:
Bruce Kann

About the author:
USAF 71-75

« Previous story
Next story »