No,Freedom Is Not Free

I watched the flag pass byone day,

It fluttered in thebreeze.

A young Marine saluted it,

And then he stood at ease.

I looked at him inuniform,

So young, so tall, soproud,

With hair cut square andeyes alert,

He’d stand out in anycrowd.

I thought how many menlike him

Had fallen through theyears.

How many died in foreignsoil,

How many mothers’ tears?

How many pilots’ planesshot down?

How many died at sea

How many foxholes weresoldiers’ graves?

No, freedom isn’t free.

I heard the sound of Tapsone night,

When everything was still,

I listened to the buglerplay,

And I felt a sudden chill.

I wondered just how manytimes

That Taps had meant”Amen,”

Whena flag had draped a coffin

Ofa brother or a friend.

Ithought of all the children,

Ofthe mothers and the wives,

Of fathers, sons andhusbands

Withinterrupted lives.

Ithought about a graveyard

Atthe bottom of the sea.

Ofunmarked graves in Arlington.

No,freedom isn’t free.

Enjoyyour Freedom & God bless Our Troops

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