Old Glory

When I look upon old glory

I feel her heart and remember her story

I see more than the red, white, and blue

I see the faces come shining through

The men and women who gave it all

so we can have freedom in the assembly hall

Freedom to worship as we please

freedom to work and live at ease

Their faces are always showing there

Asking me if I really care

I remove my hat, and lay my hand on my heart

but that is not all it is only the start

I owe it to them for the life they gave

to vote, worship, and respect their grave

All gave some, and some gave all

The least I can do is respect their fall

I will stand in respect as she passes by

with a heavy heart and a tear in my eye

I am thankful for all they have given me

The home of the brave the land of the free

The next time you see old glory pass by

give her your heart, not just your eye.

R.L. Fry 4July 2011