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The Color of Pride

Camo...

My least favorite color, the one that makes breathing more like drowning,
tugs at my heart from a TV screen of combat helmets and rifles.

A world-wide traveller, checking the globe like Idaho farmland from an airplane,
wearing the faces of courage, tenderness, anger, and long-lost innocence.

A brave exchange, a trade-off for Folger's coffee in a Wisconsin sunrise,
traffic jams on Chicago's asphalt arteries, and piles of onesies near the washer

for catching the first tulips and the last blood-red leaves before the frost,
for pizza boxes and grocery lines...little things, things that make a life.

The last, most sacred wrapping of the ultimate sacrifice, and the proud
tear-stained and at-attention witness to the sounding of taps and thud of dirt.

The proudest color of our nation.

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