Behind the Blue Ball Cap

Across the room he sat

With his face hidden

Behind his blue ball cap.

Across the brim of his hat In bold letters dressed in black Were the words, "U.S. Veteran"

He held a glass of whiskey

In his old, rough, looking hands.

His hands were what shaky,

And he sat a little slouched.

But his air was of honor, and self-respect.

Reminding all who saw him

That this man was a proud American.

In the background of the pub

The national anthem played

And if you looked close enough

You could see a hand above his heart.

written by Evelyn Creon