In the USA, 911 is also Patriot Day.
In spite of the good, bad, and ugly,
I am forever an American Patriot.
I am grateful for all the good.
Go on and wrap me up
In the red, white, and blue.
She's both bitter and sweet.
I love her just the same
I stand up; speak up; speak out;
And fight against the bad and evil.
I face up to the ugly and do my best
To paint a prettier picture of America.
Behold our waving flag and what it means.
Our young soldiers have fought and died for liberty.
When their remains are carried home across the seas
As loved ones mourn their loss it’s plain to see
The pride for these brave souls behind the tears.
Their flag covered coffin pays homage and respect
As a twenty one gun salute rings in our ears,
We know they fought and died for us, to protect
Our freedom with their great love for the U.S.A.
Too soon they are laid to rest within the ground.
With honor, the flag is folded and we say goodbye.
We bless their souls as they are heaven bound.
We’ll never forget the sacrifice they made.
The last image of the flag burned in our eyes,
With grateful hearts we pray they rest in peace
As our flag represents their glory in our skies.
©2011 Connie Marcum Wong
I thought I would post this poem in honor of Patriot Day.
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