We must never forget who gets the credit for the freedoms we have, of which we should be eternally grateful.
And God Bless our Military
Who are protecting our Country for our Freedom. Thanks to them, and their sacrifices, we can celebrate the 4th of July.
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?
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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 and
God Bless Our Troops. When you read this, Please stop for a moment And say a prayer for our servicemen Of all the gifts you could give a U.S. Soldier, prayer is the very best one
God Bless all!