So, you

old soldier, saluting

as the flag is raised

and a bugle plays taps,

thank you.

So, you

young soldier, listening

to advice from a veteran

in a wheelchair,

pushed by a fellow comrade,

your wars are over

but not forgotten,

thank you.

So, you

people of this small town,

with your patriotic t-shirts,

babies in strollers,

toddlers clutching tiny flags

and dogs festooned with

red, white, and blue,

thank you.