I remember when my son was a Cub Scout. We lived in Pensacola, Florida. On Memorial Day the scouts were asked to participate,by putting flags on the grave stones on the base, NAS Pensacola. I volunteered to help, too. It was a moving experience. We all felt it, that day, proud of the people who sacrificed so much. You could feel a presence that day... After all the scouts and parents finished putting the flags on the grave stones, there was a ceremony. It was a moment to pay respect and remember their pride, the honor and the sacrifice of so many. I remember all the scouts saluting the flag that flown high n' proud that day and the grave stone flags that waved in the wind. This memory still moves me today!
“We the mortals touch the metals, the wind, the ocean shores, the stones, knowing they will go on, inert or burning, and I was discovering, naming all the these things: it was my destiny to love and say goodbye.” ― Pablo Neruda
Friday, May 25, 2012
Think Tank Thursday Poem Honor
I selected the prompt Honor, for the Think Tank Thursday this week. Honor can mean so many things. I thought of the military, my Mother n' Father, my marriage, our neighbors and we should honor ourselves.
I remember when my son was a Cub Scout. We lived in Pensacola, Florida. On Memorial Day the scouts were asked to participate,by putting flags on the grave stones on the base, NAS Pensacola. I volunteered to help, too. It was a moving experience. We all felt it, that day, proud of the people who sacrificed so much. You could feel a presence that day... After all the scouts and parents finished putting the flags on the grave stones, there was a ceremony. It was a moment to pay respect and remember their pride, the honor and the sacrifice of so many. I remember all the scouts saluting the flag that flown high n' proud that day and the grave stone flags that waved in the wind. This memory still moves me today!
I remember when my son was a Cub Scout. We lived in Pensacola, Florida. On Memorial Day the scouts were asked to participate,by putting flags on the grave stones on the base, NAS Pensacola. I volunteered to help, too. It was a moving experience. We all felt it, that day, proud of the people who sacrificed so much. You could feel a presence that day... After all the scouts and parents finished putting the flags on the grave stones, there was a ceremony. It was a moment to pay respect and remember their pride, the honor and the sacrifice of so many. I remember all the scouts saluting the flag that flown high n' proud that day and the grave stone flags that waved in the wind. This memory still moves me today!
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Wonderful tribute and poem! And putting out the flags was a wonderful thing for the Scouts to do. Hopefully they understood a little better the sacrifices those men and women made.
Ella, your poem resonates with me. Three of my grandchildren have a career military father. It has been ingrained in them from young on to appreciate the sacrifices other military have made. They grow up knowing the signficance of Memorial Day.
I do think children need to be taught to remember and honor, that a day such as Memorial Day is not just a day to picnic.
Wonderful tribute Ella, thanks for sharing.
Yvonne.
You are able to write in so many different styles and send off so many different emotions with your writing! You are such a great writer!
"My eyes pool", too. :)
What a beautiful and moving poem, Ellie.....reminded me of our November 11 Remembrance Day when my son was ten, and a Cub Scout, and how proudly he marched in the parade, chest just bursting. Lovely to think of the young boys carefully putting a flag beside each gravestone. Awesome.
My middle son and husband are participating in this with scouts tomorrow.
Great post for Memorial Day!
Simply-true.
It is important for kids to understand the sacrifices others have made. Wonderful tribute!
Nice poem as always!
Beautiful poem Ellie! Happy long weekend!
♥Jenny
Awww how lovely! Wishing you a peaceful and happy Memorial Day! Take care
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Hi Ella - what a lovely evocative poem - so full of thoughts that transcend us to honouring all -
Have a very happy weekend .. Hilary
What a beautiful poem, Ella! Happy Memorial Day. :))
This was such a moving and wonderful tribute and poem. I get teary eyed when I remember how young these brave young men and women are who fight for our freedom and give their lives so we can enjoy the liberties that we so often take for granted.
Thank you for telling us about the touching and wonderful experience you shared with your son and the scouts.
I enjoyed reading this and have similar memories that move me.
=)
I remember the first time I attended a military funeral. It was one of the most moving experiences I have ever had. I was choked up the entire time, I could barely speak and it was funeral for the nephew of a friend. I had never known the kid, but I grieved his loss right then, a loss for us all.
A wonderful post, and a beautiful poem Ella! Love this!!! :-)
that poem is just perfect for today. Thanks for remembering us. And that's a beautiful way to teach kids and honor the fallen at the same time.
((hugs)) to you, Ella! <3
Beautiful tribute, Ella. I'm married to an officer, and can't say thanks enough for this kind of support. Means a ton. :)
Hope your holiday weekend was aces!
EJ
Beautiful poem as always Ella
I'll be back to comment and visit everyone! This is daughter's exam week...off to go pick her up! :D
I'll be back~
Precious, those scouts. Admirable, their commitment to honor.
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What an appropriate piece to repost today, Ella.
Children have so much to give to a community when they are shown their integral part in it, and their link to the past, as well as the future.
What a wonderful tribute. Children are our most prized possession! And you have captured your pride in their goodness!
Lovely tribute ~ Thank you ~
So appropriate now... thanks for sharing this again.
These kind of traditons resonate in hearts that long for some of the comforts of our youth. This is a proud poem and one of the keys to remembering what is important.
This is lovely, Ellie, and it is good to read something positive this morning, in the midst of so much heartbreak. I am so proud of the first responders of last Friday. Wonderful, the heroes who serve.
Nice memory, remembrance, tribute this side of CT tragedy and this side of a new year. Let's here it for the children who take an extra step to notice . . .
like proud little soldiers
they
salute
The wind
snaps like a sail's mast
in a storm.
Goosebumps...oh, Ella, so special thank you for sharing this with us. hugs soul sis. xo
so beautiful dear Ella.
A lovely write, Ella.
K
Such a moving tribute Ella! Young people learn better with hands-on experience such as this. Adults are movers who provide the impetus! Wonderful write!
Hank
lovely tribute.childhood is a time when at least such heroism does not seem impossible.nor remains mired in skepticism and cynicism of later years.
a lovely tribute the first time and again, now. *hugs*
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