Remembering Hands Across the Border, 1994

By Mary Ellen Talley

Nine Girl Scouts sit around a table

intently placing 

red, white, and blue seed beads

on small eight gold safety pins.

Some beads roll across the floor.

They’re so tiny,

echo the laughing ten-year-olds. 

We co-leader moms 

drop our share of beads, too.

Soon everyone has created  

American flag pins 

to give as gifts 

when we caravan from Seattle

to the U.S./Canadian 

border to make new friends

at the two Peace Arch parks

where the 1921 

border-straddling monument reads, 

Children of a Common Mother,

our girls excited to join

in Hands Across the Border 

with Girl Guides from Canada.

Oh, the international celebration

as our girls crisscrossed grass

under and around the Peace Arch 

with vibes as friendly 

as a tribal potlatch where generosity 

is embedded in culture.

I remember that brisk day

and still have one flag left.

Sometimes I wear it on the 4th of July.

Now it’s 2026. 

I google Hands Across the Border,

and find there will be an event this year.

But Canadian Girl Guides won’t participate,

citing concerns about safety, inclusivity,

and U.S. immigration practices.

I have a Girl Scout leader

kind of sadness at the loss of a friendship

we all thought would go on forever.

Mary Ellen Talley’s poems have appeared in many journals including Louisville Review, Deep Wild, and Trampoline as well as in multiple anthologies. Her chapbooks are: “Postcards from the Lilac City” from Finishing Line Press, “Taking Leave” from Kelsay Books, and “Infusion” online at Red Wolf Journal. She resides in Seattle, WA and worked for many years as a school-based speech/language pathologist (SLP.) Her website is www.maryellentalley.com.

 
 
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