
Oh, how I can see your pride in our great country when you look up to me in song about the land of the free or in pledge of allegiance for all what She stands for during peaceful times and in war, on national holidays and every other day that I wave ... representing the USA.
This great love is felt too every time when my red, white, and blue tenderly drapes the coffin of a brave loved one whose young time was sadly undone by taking the ultimate fall to defend and preserve America's way of life for all.
Nor can words express the lifting of my stars and stripes from its solemn embrace, being folded and delivered to the waiting hands of the one who will forever look upon me in loving memory of the dear one lost.
I am Old Glory, America's living history, flying resolutely above, sustained by your pride and love. By David G. Bancroft Founder/Owner USA Patriotism! Copyright 2008 / Video 2019 All Rights Reserved Thoughts about poem Request to use poem
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