Editor’s note: A Flag Day poem by Ron “RadioRon” Stelse is offered in observance of the anniversary of the adoption of our American flag which occurred in 1777.
Flag of Freedom
A seed fell
And turned into thought
No one understood
What they had caught.
Was it a divider
Making us hate the other
Or was it a uniter
Teaching us to love one another?
The seed kept growing
Until becoming a flower
Finally we saw this as freedom
A far cry from ruthless power.
People far greater than me say
Is freedom right or wrong
My reply to that question is
We’ll know the answer when it’s gone.
A military escort salutes as American flags are placed on the Fort Atkinson High School monument in memory of fallen soldiers. The activity is part of the school’s annual Rock Day event. File photo/Kim McDarison.
Ron “RadioRon” Stelse worked within the radio industry for 45 years, including three years spent reading for the blind. He also worked with computers, from mainframes to PCs, and has taught a bit of tennis. He enjoys computer chess, watching public TV, and working on audio projects. He has written over 600 poems. RadioRon is a resident of Fort Atkinson. File photo/Kim McDarison.
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