Still Beautiful

 

Still Beautiful 

by Eileen Celeste Burnett 

For Bill 

He hails from places far, far from here, 

places that smell of the sea, and of salt, and of freedom, 

a man whose word is his bond, whose cry is the sand 

mixed with sea oats, the waterfowl and their young, 

palms groaning softly in the breeze as the 

evening sky bids them linger, just a little bit longer, to marvel at the

flag as it waves its banner of glory across a sky of brilliance, 

forever entertaining the notion that life is 

still beautiful.

© 2022 Eileen Celeste Burnett

Original publication in UHCL's First Flight, volume 2 can be found here