[freedomtowernight_edited.jpg] 26th Parallel: Freedom Isn't Free

Saturday, May 28, 2005

Freedom Isn't Free

My dad, a Vietnam Veteran, sent this poem to me last year during Memorial Day weekend. It's a simple yet poignant reminder of what Memorial Day is all about.

On this Memorial Day weekend, please remember those who gave their lives for our freedom. Indeed, freedom isn't free.

"I watched the flag pass 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,
With hair cut square and eyes alert
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."


Blogger Dayngr said...

Always good!

12:59 AM, November 12, 2006  

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