No Country Road

  I am taken back by the smell of diesel. 
  From trucks on a highway, to C-130s on a runway.
  The smell is undeniable.

  I am taken back by my son playing with friends. 
  Look up and wait for Hellfire.
  The sound is inescapable.

  She touches me.
  I cry again.
  A banner yet waves.
  I’m there. 
  A part of all of us is still there.