OT-Memorial Day

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Freedom Is Not Free ~ Strong

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,

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

--

Dink-Bork

Phoebe 5 Our lively sparkle girl Ds & Cf

Nolan 7 Our loving smart all boy child

"Truth alone will endure; all the rest will be swept away before the

tide of time....What may appear as truth to one person will often

appear as untruth to another person. But that need not worry the

seeker. Truth and untruth often co-exist; good and evil often are found

together. Use truth as your anvil, nonviolence as your hammer and

anything that does not stand the test when it is brought to the anvil

of truth and hammered with nonviolence, reject it" ~Gandhi

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Thanks, . That's beautiful.

Freedom Is Not Free ~ Strong

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,

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

--

Dink-Bork

Phoebe 5 Our lively sparkle girl Ds & Cf

Nolan 7 Our loving smart all boy child

" Truth alone will endure; all the rest will be swept away before the

tide of time....What may appear as truth to one person will often

appear as untruth to another person. But that need not worry the

seeker. Truth and untruth often co-exist; good and evil often are found

together. Use truth as your anvil, nonviolence as your hammer and

anything that does not stand the test when it is brought to the anvil

of truth and hammered with nonviolence, reject it " ~Gandhi