It’s been a long time since many people in my neighborhood have flown the red, white, and blue, thinking it might indicate that they supported a regime they did not.

Today as I walked Roxie around my neighborhood, this is what I saw just around my block:

 “You’re a grand old flag

You’re a high-flying flag

And forever in peace may you wave

You’re the emblem ofThe land I love

The home of the free and the brave

Ev’ry heart beats true

Under red, white and blue

Where there’s never a boast or brag

But should old acquaintance be forgot

Keep your eye on the grand old flag.”