Today..... July 4th,2012..... Happy 4th of July......
Today brings out a lot of emotion for so many.....Whether it's a Veteran that you want to thank, or the American Flag waving in the wind that means everything to you, or Our Lady of Liberty, or the fireworks, the bar-b-q, a day off a work.... whichever it is.....i'm sure each of us can say without hesitation..."I'm proud to be an American!"
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 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 worshiped- I am saluted. I am loved- and I am feared. I have fough in every battle of every war for more than 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 Forrest, Anzio, Rome, and the baches of Normandy, Guam, Okinawa, Korea and KheSan. Saigon, Vietnam knew me. I was there. I led the troops, I was dirty, battle worn and tired, but my soliders 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 adn trampled on the streets of my country, and when it's by those whom I've served- 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
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LADY OF LIBERTY......
SHE STANDS IN THE HARBOR, SERENE AND TALL, GUARDING THIS LAND FOR ONE AND FOR ALL.....
With His AMAZING GRACE.....
GOD BLESS THE USA!!!
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