Jean Meyer

(07/14/1949 / Shelby, Michigan)

The Flag Still Flies


The flag still flies
As proud as can be
After the horrible night
For you and me.

The flames of the fire
Grew oh so high
It took our home
But the flag survived.

The flag still flies
Day after day
A constant reminder
It will be okay.

A symbol of honor
Of love and pride
A gentle reminder
As the days go by.

To never give up
To always have hope
As we go through the days
As we try to cope.

The flag still flies
Though tattered and torn
Like a Marine Soldier
Battered and worn.

Submitted: Monday, March 10, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, March 11, 2014

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on 1/17/14 our home burned to the ground but we had a US Marine flag flying off the patio and it survived the fire so the flag inspired me to write this poem and it has helped me to cope with this tragedy.

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