THE FLAG Author: unknown

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 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 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 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
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, battle worn, 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

 

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