My Old Flag

For Memorial Day

My Old Flag

The flag sits folded in my den
Its stars – just forty-eight
For it’s a flag from way back when
My father met his fate
I never ever knew the man
For I was then but three
And anything but pictures
Is a long lost memory
He was an Air Force pilot
His plane was there, then gone
No enemy activity
That they knew of going on
They never found the wreckage
They just declared him dead
So when the search was over
Mom got this flag instead
That’s almost all that’s left of him
And I’m not one to brag
But my father gave his life for it
And I’m proud of my old flag
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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May 25, 2015 at 7:58 PM
enjoyed your tribute for memorial day, ... .. *always, S.K.A.T.*
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May 25, 2015 at 1:41 PM
Sad, strong write. One day surely war will be no more and our heroes will not need to defend our freedoms. Glad I read this. I hope you send this somewhere... I can see a lot of families of Vets being moved by this. Sincerely, Cyndi
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