We Put A Flag
We put a flag on daddy's grave
Mommy said he was young and brave
The pretty colors danced and flew
She said I look like him too
Later we saw the Memorial parade
Fire engines and the noise they made
Clowns, Shriners, and a marching band
Soldiers passed, mommy squeezed my hand
It's been a year since daddy died
I remember how mommy cried
We put more flowers on daddy's grave
Mommy said I was young and brave
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