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Flaming Son
From out of the west and the flaming Sun, an entrance he did make. There’s none like this one, an American Eagle, make no mistake! He’d served in all the Western wars… and cleaned up many a town. What he was doing here in ours… Totally, held the breath of all. It seemed the West had gone tame to him, all of a sudden, you know. He was heading East on an updraft of Freedom, and Justice, for all… To find just the right fight… where they needed him, to serve each night. He’d gaze upon the Liberty Bell, stand where Washington had done right. Still that would never be enough, when somewhere injustice struck. Here, he was just passing thru… His shadow leaving its amazing mark. None would ever forget, how he stood and flew so straight and tall. He’s the symbol and shield our men serve under, in this glorious land. When he flies over, stop and salute, our Flaming Son. He and all those, who into battle, do steadfastly follow him. For he is the leader of all those, who will forever steadfastly go. . Dedicated to my Son going into the Army on the Veterans Day.
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