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Flying Proud and Free
When I see Old Glory waving
my heart is filled with pride,
For all the soldiers that have marched
for all those who have died.
The Stars and Stripes are keeping watch over
the land of the brave and free,
I’m thankful for all the heroes
that have kept it flying so I can see.
It’s more than a piece of cloth
with the colors red, white, and blue,
It’s a feeling deep in our chest
that we are brave, loyal, and true.
It flies with American pride
it’s carried far so the world can see,
Foes, we fight to the death
to keep Old Glory flying proud and free.
JRS © 4-24-01
The "Okie" Poet
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