Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Ode to a Little Flag
Blue, yellow, red, and green—you’re all lovely keeping me in my place. Disjointed thoughts and a thirsty soul crying for knowledge praise your position. Hundreds of you remain steady yet progressively move forward through history, language, theological discourse, poetry, science, and the Cat in the Hat. My mind fails; I would read the same text over and over and over. You move me and remind me of the place where I left—some call you “plastic”—I call you “rock”! Little Flag, Little Flag, you are majestic! Your service is never rewarded but always praised. Thank you sticky 3-M Post-it flags. My library is full of you, my heart is thankful, and my mind is blessed.