The Snowflake Chronicles

Memorial Day Poem

Memorial Day Poem

My Grandmother made crepe paper rose
Each rose was meant for a hero's grave
My Grandfather would drives us from cemetery to cemetery
On Memorial Day to find the veteran and family member
I remember seeing flags other kinsmen had left
And I wondered what stories the deceased had told about the war
Listening the wind blow through the trees echoing my curiosity

Days have passed into years
And years into decades, but each
Year I remember them on Memorial Day.