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Our flag that freely waves Up high above our land Is a blessing to us all If you will understand The price that once was paid By brave and willing men Some of whom with us remain Many never to be seen again They are the men who once did march In the Army of the Continental With the belief in their heart That their freedom was providential They are the men that once did march Upon the fields of Gettysburg Their struggling feed trod also Upon the soil of old Vicksburg These are the men that fought Upon ****** Flanders Field Struggling , pushing forward They would not fail nor yield They also struggled to gain The beaches of Normandy They fought at Anzio Against the soldiers of Germany On the soil of Korea American blood did flow Blood of men who had fought before Still they volunteered to go They fought in the darkened jungles Of a place called Vietnam Under the tear filled eyes Of the Great I Am The American soldier has also marched And spilled his blood upon the sand Of a dry and barren place Called Afghanistan Do you know what it means? Are you willing to understand ? That flag that freely waves Up high above our land. RLB Nov 11,2015 Thank you, American Soldier You are the worlds best.
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Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 9:02 AM UTC
My Veterans Day Tribute to the American Soldier
Our flag that freely waves Up high above our land Is a blessing to us all If you will understand The price that once was paid By brave and willing men Some of whom with us remain Many never to be seen again They are the men who once did march In the Army of the Continental With the belief in their heart That their freedom was providential They are the men that once did march Upon the fields of Gettysburg Their struggling feed trod also Upon the soil of old Vicksburg These are the men that fought Upon ****** Flanders Field Struggling , pushing forward They would not fail nor yield They also struggled to gain The beaches of Normandy They fought at Anzio Against the soldiers of Germany On the soil of Korea American blood did flow Blood of men who had fought before Still they volunteered to go They fought in the darkened jungles Of a place called Vietnam Under the tear filled eyes Of the Great I Am The American soldier has also marched And spilled his blood upon the sand Of a dry and barren place Called Afghanistan Do you know what it means? Are you willing to understand ? That flag that freely waves Up high above our land. RLB Nov 11,2015 Thank you, American Soldier You are the worlds best.
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Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 9:02 AM UTC
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