Why the Flag Flies Backwards

Today, I saw a soldier

On my morning bus.

He wore an army jacket

And simple blue jeans

And I heard him speak

About the flag.

He pointed to his shoulder,

Pointed to that flag,

And said to the bus driver,

“People say,

‘That flag on your jacket

Is backwards.’

But I say,

‘We’re always moving forwards’

This flag flies backwards for a reason,

It shows us moving forward,

And the wind blows the flag backwards.”

The soldier spoke with a southern drawl,

And a glint in his green eyes

And a smile on his face that never faded.

His jacket had two pockets,

Above one, the words

“U.S. Army”

And above the other,

“Moore”

He was so congenial

So happy and friendly

With that glint in his green eyes.

And now I know

Why the flag flies backwards.

Today, I saw a soldier

On my morning bus.

HT  (^-_-^)~