Monday, November 12, 2007

Enjoy Your Freedom & God Bless Our Troops

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 foxhole s 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.

I would personally like to thank all of my fellow veterans and all the active members who will someday be veterans! God bless you all.

3 comments:

Lil Mouse (Jill) said...

i have to mute the tv or grab my hubby when taps is played. he really doesnt like it. i think it makes him sad.

dawn said...

I really love the last line "No, freedom isn't free". Thanks for posting a reminder of our troops.

Robocop said...

Very touching post. Thank you.