not a tribute but a cry of sorrow for those who've died on september 11th, 2001
she's about three feet tall
her blonde hair's stringing down
she's playing in the yard
and she's picking dandelions
i'm driving by
and she stops to wave
the dandelion fluff flies
off her bouquet as the wind
travels along past her
and flips its hand
so that the flag behind her
would wave along with her
at half mast