Saturday dawn brings misty memories <br />Life-long friends are we, Jay and Joni, Les <br />And I, standing up for one another at <br />Our weddings now near thirty years ago <br />Today, our combined dear and gorgeous <br />Three, each too have become wonderful friends <br />Dawn takes us to that seemingly endless <br />Wall of polished granite, the kids at <br />First, quietly walking several yards out <br />In front, high-school-ers, now, too, cool to <br />Walk with us, slow-ly we read each inscribed <br />Name on that near endless polished wall <br />Carefully stepping over memorials <br />Old tattered love letters, yellow roses <br />Well loved, cherished teddy bears <br />And those deeply heart-felt infectious tears <br />Inscribed bravery, our nation’s blood <br />Iconic symbols of freedoms very love <br />Real crosses now carried in so many hearts <br />Reflecting tear-pools of our union’s soul <br />A family’s selfless and courageous gift <br />For a world in need of an ever-lasting <br />Peace, a great journey’s potent reminder <br />That quietly whispers love to the very <br />Deepest seats in each of our grateful souls<br /><br />Debora Short<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/freedom-s-dearest-treasures-2/
