I pause to meditate and honor the Armistice, the end of WWI on the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month in 1918.
Snow Globes
Like snow globes, shaken
We rise and come to land, ground
Peace in poppied hands

I pause to meditate and honor the Armistice, the end of WWI on the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month in 1918.
Like snow globes, shaken
We rise and come to land, ground
Peace in poppied hands