I watched the flag pass by one day,
>It fluttered in the breeze
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>A young Marine saluted it,
>And then he stood at ease..
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>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.
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>I thought how many men like him
>Had fallen through the years.
>How many died on foreign soil
>How many mothers' tears?
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>How many pilots' planes shot down?
>How many died at sea
>How many foxholes were soldiers' graves?
>No, freedom isn't free.
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>I heard the sound of Taps one night,
>When everything was still,
>I listened to the bugler play
>And felt a s udden chill. I wondered just how many times
>That Taps had meant "Amen,"
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>When a flag! had draped a coffin.
>Of a brother or a friend.
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>I thought of all the children,
>Of the mothers and the wives,
>Of fathers, sons and husbands
>With interrupted lives.
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>I thought about a graveyard
>At the bottom of the sea
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>Of unmarked grav es in Arlington .
>No, freedom isn't free.
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>Enjoy Your Freedom & God Bless Our Troops
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> When you receive this, please stop for a moment and
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>Say a prayer for our servicemen. There is nothing attached... This can be
>very powerful.... Just send this to all you know........ Do not stop the
>wheel, please.... Of all the gifts you could give a US Soldier, Prayer is
>the very best one.
