© Jeanne E Webster. All rights reserved.
As I raise our flag this Memorial day,
That grand red, white and blue,
I think of all those who have died
To keep our country free and true.
Their precious blood spilt with nerve
Permeated the grains of sand-
Each blade of tall, green 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 hills and dales 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 hold deeply your sacred trust
To us and our followers too;
Your sacrifices were not in vain!
Our hearts pulsate with tributes to you!