Enjoy Your Freedom & God Bless Our Troops
I Watched The
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
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'
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
No, Freedom Isn't Free.
Enjoy Your Freedom & God Bless
Our Troops