Monday, July 4, 2011

Let Freedom Ring!

I got this from my sister's blog. I have no idea where she got it, but I love it!



I am the flag of the United States of America...

My name is Old Glory!


I fly atop the world's tallest buildings, I stand watch in America's halls of justice. I fly majestically over great institutes of learning. I stand guard with the greatest military power in the world.

Look up! And see me!

I stand for Peace, Honor, Truth, and Justice...

I stand for Freedom...

I am Confident

I am Arrogant

I am Proud

When I am flown with my fellow banners...
My head is a little higher
My colors a little Truer...

I bow to no one.

I am recognized all over the world. I am saluted, respected, revered, loved, and feared. I have fought every battle for every war for more than 200 years...
Gettysburg-Shilo-Appomatox-San Juan Hill-The Trenches of France-The Argonne Forest-Rome-The South Pacific-The beaches of Normandy-the rice paddies and jungles of Guam-Okinawa-Japan-Korea-Vietnam and many more. A score of places long forgotten by all but who were with me.

I was there.

I led my soldiers

I followed them

I watched over them

They loved me

I was on a small hill in Iwo Jima. I was dirty, battle worn and tired, but my soldiers cheered me, and

I Was Proud

I have been soiled, burned, torn and trampled on the streets of countries I helped set free.

It does not hurt, For I am Invincible.

I have been soiled, burned, torn and trampled on the streets of my own country, and when it is by those with whom I have served in battle--it hurts. But I shall overcome.

For I Am Strong.

I have slipped the bonds of Earth and stand watch over the uncharted new frontiers of space from my vantage point on the moon. I have been a silent witness to all of America's finest hours.


But my finest hour comes when I am torn into strips to be used for bandages for my wounded comrades on the field of battle...

When I fly at half mast to honor my soldiers

And when I lie in the trembling arms of a grieving mother at the graveside of her fallen son.

I Am Proud

My Name Is Old Glory

Dear God-Long May I Wave.

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