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FREEDOM
ISN'T
FREE
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I
watched
the
flag
pass
by
one
day,
It
fluttered
in
the
breeze.
A
young
Marine
saluted
it,
And
then
he
stood
at
ease..
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.
I
thought
how
many
men
like
him
Had
fallen
through
the
years.
How
many
died
on
foreign
soil
How
many
mothers'
tears?
How
many
pilots'
planes
shot
down?
How
many
died
at
sea
How
many
foxholes
were
soldiers'
graves?
No,
freedom
isn't
free.
I
heard
the
sound
of
Taps
one
night,
When
everything
was
still,
I
listened
to
the
bugler
play
And
felt
a
sudden
chill
I wondered just how many times
That Taps had meant "Amen,"
When a flag had draped a coffin.
Of a brother or a friend.
I thought of all the children,
Of the mothers and the wives,
Of fathers, sons and husbands
With interrupted lives.
I thought about a graveyard
At the bottom of the sea
Of unmarked graves in Arlington.
No, freedom isn't free.
Enjoy Your Freedom & God Bless Our Troops
Enjoy Your Freedom & God Bless Our Troops
Please
stop
for
a
moment
and
say
a
prayer
for
our
servicemen.
Of
all
the
gifts
you
could
give
a
US
Soldier,
Prayer
is
the
very
best
one.?
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