One Monday In May

One Monday late in every May
Is special in the USA.
Of outdoor spaces we avail
Ourselves–a park, a beach, a trail
Or picnic spot–where we can play
And eat and drink the day away
Forgetting all our woes and care,
But there are those who won’t be there
Except in spirit, wherefore we
Should honor them in memory:
Let’s raise a glass, a cup, a can
For every fallen serviceman
And -woman by whose grace we’re here
And free to overeat each year.
Let’s set aside our anger, gripes
And discontent. The Stars and Stripes
Now snapping in the summer wind
Reminds us that elections end,
And should we let our fear divide us,
Villifying those beside us
Fighting for the land we’ve cherished
Equally, then those who perished
In defense of liberty
Will not be proud, nor should they be,
Of we for whom they fought and died.
Let’s take opposing sides with pride
And gratitude that that’s our right.
Remember them this Monday night.

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