In the wind,
Half mast I blow,
For someone has been lost at sea.
There used to be some color to me,
But it is long gone, too.
My reds, my blue, a golden star,
All surrendered to the winds,
And ocean sand that blew across me in the long dry days.
The sun that shone has faded me,
And now this white rag is
All that's left of me to flag the sailors
Back to me and home.

It reminds them that there is a time
To give up all the answers
To the questions asked,
Especially when they see me,
A white flag at half mast,
For someone is always lost at sea,
Somewhere.

-jenn