THE FLAG OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA
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 institutions of learning.
I stand guard with 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 proud.
When I am flown with my fellow banners, my head is a
little higher, my colors a little truer.
I am recognized all over the world.
I am worshipped - I am saluted.
I am loved - I am revered.
I am respected - and I am feared.
I have fought in every battle of every war for more
then 200 years.
I was flown at Valley Forge, Gettysburg, Shiloh and
Appomattox. I was there at San Juan Hill, the trenches
of France, in the Argonne Forest, Anzio, Rome and
the beaches of Normandy, Guam.
Okinawa, Korea and KheSan, Saigon, Vietnam know me,
I was there. I led my troops, I was dirty, battleworn and tired,
but my soldiers cheered me and I was proud.
I have been burned, torn and trampled on the streets
of countries I have helped set free. It does not hurt, for I am
invincible.
I have been soiled upon, burned, torn and trampled on
the streets of my country. And when it's by those whom
I've served in battle - it hurts.
But
I shall overcome -- for I am strong.
I have slipped the bonds of Earth and stood watch over
the uncharted frontiers of space from my vantage
point on the moon. I have borne silent witness to all
of America's finest hours.
But my finest hours are yet to come.
When I am torn into strips and used as bandages for my
wounded comrades on the battlefield, When I am flown at
half-mast to honor my soldier, or when I lie in the trembling
arms of a grieving parent at the grave of their fallen son
or daughter, I am proud.
MY NAME IS OLD GLORY
LONG MAY I WAVE.
DEAR GOD IN HEAVEN
LONG MAY I WAVE
~author unknown
