The Flags Will Fly At Half-Mast Tonight Poem by Amanda Lukas

The flags will fly at half-mast tonight
and bow to those who left.
There's a different chill in the wind tonight
as if even the wind is mourning loved ones lost.
Sorrow is now present
in what once were cheery eyes.
The regal stars and stripes are low tonight:
illuminated by white lights
honoring those families grieving
over sons and daughters,
husbands and wives.
Our flag tonight will bow to you
in rememberance of those who lost their lives.