All Flags Flying Poem by Donal Mahoney
All Flags Flying
Wally and Stan
neighbors on the same block
for 30 years never
had a problem until
Wally asked Stan over
big steins of beer
why he never lets
the American flag fly
from his rooftop
the way everyone else
on the block does
on holidays especially
and Stan paused
sipped his beer and said
he saw no sense
in preaching to the choir
but when he migrates to Arizona
he will fly it every day there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/25/2024 12:55:05 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Makes me wonder what patriotic corner of the states Wally and Stan drank those steins in. Nice work