as i took
this photo, this morning
it felt eerily familiar, like i’d seen it before.
only more than that, like i’d lived it before.
i was about the same age
that my middle daughter is now,
when warm weather holidays meant
decorated bikes and a parade full of neighborhood kids.
nothing that bike makers have come up with since has topped those.
but, the joy of the celebrating remains the same.
to all who have served their countries,
in big ways and small,
may our gratitude feel as good to you today as
brightly colored streamers flapping in the wind
and warm sun on your face.