In Memory Of

His name is on a quilt.
It hangs in the museum.

People from all over
Come to look
At names they’ve never heard.

I just wish they could know
The person behind the name.

Then maybe they’d understand
The cost
Of what we’ve lost.


(Previously published in Creative Voice, Feb.2000; Footprints, Vol.3 No.2, Autumn 2000)

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