**I was inspired to write this poem when I saw an American flag hanging in a snow-covered cemetery.**
It's Christmas, dear
The snow is falling
Our fireplace is lit
I brought you a present
It looks nice on your marker
This poinsettia for the season
I put your medal up
It looks nice on the mantle
Everyone compliments it
It has gotten cold, now
I should be heading home
Merry Christmas, love
