Happy Flag Day! June 14, 2016
“Resolved, that the flag of the thirteen United States shall be thirteen stripes, alternate red and white; that the Union be thirteen stars, white on a blue field, representing a new constellation.”
John Adams, June 14, 1777


Old Glory
By Peter A. Todd
Proudly we salute our Nation’s Flag
Its colors of Red White and Blue
To Americans it represents the freedom we have
To enable us to express our views
Crimson red is a symbol of blood that was shed
Through the battlefields in present and the past
Mixed with virgin white of the cross at graves head
The memory of each soldier who died in time cast
How proud we are that our Nations Flag is flown
Through times of peace and the torments of war
To our children the true meaning of freedom shown
As Old Glory flies overhead and the eagle soars
We stand proud saluting the flag of our Nation
As were inspired by its colors of red white and blue
It is a reminder of our soldiers and their dedication
Who died fighting for Freedom and justice too
On this day we retire our symbol of Freedom
Its stars and colors of red white and blue
For within the spirit of the burning flames
We will raise a new flag of Hope and Reason
That the dreams of an end to all wars will come true
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That is wonderful!
Gold Star Mother
Anita
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Thanks Paul and GMG Red-White-Blue Colors don’t run and I was so happy to even see her flying high up on the break wall lanes cove could say she weathered man storms Satisfaction Guaranteed! 🙂 Dave & Kim 🙂
Another!
Published on Sep 30, 2013
My Name Is Old Glory
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 great institutes of learning.
I stand guard with the greatest military 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 respected.
I am revered. I am loved.
And I am feared.
I have fought every battle of every war for more than 200 years…
Gettysburg, Shilo, Appomatox, San Juan Hill, the trenches of France,
the Argonne Forest, Anzio, Rome, the beaches of Normandy,
the deserts of Africa, the cane fields of the Philippines,
the rice paddies and jungles of Guam, Okinawa, Japan, Korea, Vietnam,
and a score of places long forgotten by all but those who were with me.
I was there!
I led my soldiers.
I followed them.
I watched over them…
They loved me.
I was on a small hill in Iwo Jima.
I was dirty, battle-worn and tired,
but my soldiers cheered me,
and I was proud.
I have been soiled, 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, burned, torn and trampled on the streets of my country,
and when it is by those with whom I have served in battle . . . it hurts.
But I shall overcome . . . for I am strong.
I have slipped the bonds of Earth
and stand watch over the uncharted new frontiers of space
from my vantage point on the moon.
I have been a silent witness to all of America’s finest hours.
But my finest hour comes
when I am torn into strips to be used for bandages
for my wounded comrades on the field of battle.
when I fly at half mast to honor my soldiers…
and when I lie in the trembling arms
of a grieving mother at the graveside of her fallen son.
I am proud.
My name is Old Glory.
Dear God . . . Long may I wave!
SMSgt. Don S. Miller, USAF (Ret.)
Copyright © 1983
Relisted January 9, 2009
Author’s Note… “My Name is Old Glory” was my way of remembering my brother,
Gunnery Sergeant John F. Miller, US Marine Corps.
Editor’s Note… USA Patriotism! has confirmed through the US Copyright office and other
documents that Don Miller is the author of “My Name is Old Glory” regardless of who
might be listed as the author elsewhere.
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