A few years ago, my husband, daughter, and I took the marvelous book about American history, “The Light and the Glory” by Peter Marshall and toured New England. We visited many historical sites and read as we traveled. It was a very meaning trip. Our patriotism and thanksgiving for our country and the many sacrifices of our forebearers grew at each place we saw.

Below is the poem I wrote at Lexington Green.

On Lexington Green

First battlefield
for American liberty,
Lexington’s Green
cradled freedom’s
firstfuits fallen.
Covered with
common grass
common leaves.
My solemn heart
salutes
the brave Minutemen.
Thank you for
uncommon valor,
uncommon sacrifice.
Your dreams spring from the green.
Six generations removed,
I carry your seeds
in my womb;
I nourish
the sleeping,
the stalwart,
the common,
whose future
depends on more
uncommon choices.