May 22, 2005 16:53
A Reminder: Freedom Isn't Free. None of us wish to see our troops dying on foreign soil, but, Freedom Isn't Free.
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 & God Bless Our Troops
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ok today i finaly heard from my brother who was suppoesed to call about a month ago.we were so worried about him,im glad hes ok.but i was reading my e-mail and got this so im now puting this in my journal.hes coming back in august...we are going on a family vacationto allegany and have a pary and campout and just some family time...i cant wait till he gets home.