standards

In the national valley,
the wide field,
the stretching lake,
the white obelisk,
the voices echo
from Maryland
to Virginia.

The hour has come,
she says,
standing next to me.

In her eyes,
the realization of childhood imagination.

She raises picket high,
shouting triumph,
"400 years in the making".

All the while,
on her cap,
across her jacket,
that familiar silhouette,
that familiar sobriquet:

"Redskins".

Some things
never change.