This is a poem someone was handing out at the fireworks, I thought I would share it with all of you.
Freedom is not free.
I watched the flags 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 crowed.
I thought how many men like him
Had fallen through the years.
How many died on foreign soil
How many mothers tears.
How many pilot's 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 covered a coffin
Of a brother or a friend.
I thought of all the children
of 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 is not free.
Just some thing to think about
Freedom is not free.
I watched the flags 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 crowed.
I thought how many men like him
Had fallen through the years.
How many died on foreign soil
How many mothers tears.
How many pilot's 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 covered a coffin
Of a brother or a friend.
I thought of all the children
of 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 is not free.
Just some thing to think about
