© 2014 Jeanne E Webster. All rights reserved and observed
As I raised our flag this Memorial day,
That grand red, white and blue,
I thought of all those who had died
For our country, so free and true.
Their precious blood, sweat and nerve
Permeate each golden grain of sand
And inhabit every leaf and grass:
Walk softly on this sacred land.
The wind still resonates their cries
Do you hear them calling out?
From sea to shining seas they sound
Over every hill and dale they shout:
“Oh, say can you see
By the dawn’s early light,
The glorious red, white and blue?
It’s still there! It’s within sight!”
We’ll hold dear your sacred trust
Endowed to us and our followers too;
Your sacrifices were not in vain!
Our hearts reiterate with tribute to you!