Freedom is not Free

[admin]

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.

Happy Veteran's Day
Enjoy Freedom & God Bless Our Troops
Show Your Support Send This Page Along Today
gceagceagceabfdhbfd hbfdhgceagceagce abfdhbfdhbfdh

In honor of Veteran's Day, I ask you to thank a veteran and say a prayer
for all of our men and women who are deployed overseas.

gceagceagceabfdhbfd hbfdhgceagceagce abfdhbfdhbfdh

Have you hugged a Vet today?