Friday, November 11, 2005

Veterans Day: Remember


I watched the flag pass by one day,
It fluttered in the breeze.
A young Marine saluted it,
And then he stood at ease..

I looked at him in uniform
So young, so tall, so proud,
With hair cut square and eyes alert
He'd stand out in any crowd.

I thought how many men like him
Had fallen through the years.
How many died on foreign soil
How many mothers' tears?

How many pilots' planes shot down?
How many died at sea
How many foxholes were soldiers' graves?
No, freedom isn't free.

I heard the sound of Taps one night,
When everything was still,
I listened to the bugler play
And felt a sudden chill.
I wondered just how many times
That Taps had meant "Amen,"

When a flag had draped a coffin.
Of a brother or a friend.

I thought of all the children,
Of the mothers and the wives,
Of fathers, sons and husbands
With interrupted lives.

I thought about a graveyard
At the bottom of the sea
Of unmarked graves in Arlington.
No, freedom isn't free.

Enjoy Your Freedom & Bless Our Troops

******Please remember that simply sticking a yellow ribbon magnet on your SUV isn't supporting the troops. The holidays are coming up, send them homemade cookies, treats, decorations, a heartfelt letter of support. Go to the local V.A. Center and ask them how you can be of help.

DO IT!!!!! Or I will be forced to contact Santa and have him place large lumps of coal in your stockings.

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