Freedom

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Peg
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Freedom

Post by Peg »

Got this in an email this morning and found it to be so true.

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. I thought of all the children,

Of the mothers and the wives,

Of fathers, sons and husbands

With interrupted lives



At the bottom of the sea

Of a brother or a friend.



I thought about a graveyard Of unmarked graves in Arlington.

No, freedom isn't free.
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babygirl
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Freedom

Post by babygirl »

wow that made me cry. You are right freedom isnt free. :-1
Live life to the max as you only get to do it once!! make your dreams come true :-4





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