The Flag Exists

by ddavidd   Apr 28, 2019


One day back home, my father took me and my older sister to a tulips field. A magnificent scenery; it was like earth were lacerating on every corner, through the needle of pedicels.
We played in that field until nightfall and then, I have never seen the sky that brimful of stars!
Later in a turning point of twilight, I suddenly gazed into the distance. You still could see how the blue and the red were uniting in the horizon line.
And it was then that I saw the real united states, the true land of freedom.
The flag
did
exist,
I witnessed!

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