REMEMBER ME?
REMEMBER ME?
Remember Me? Some people call me Old Glory. Others call me the Star-Spangled Banner. Whatever they call me, I am your flag-the flag of the United States of America. Something has been bothering me. I thought I might talk it over with you. I remember sometime ago people lined up on both sides of the street to watch the parade, and naturally I was always there, proudly waving in the breeze. When your daddy saw me coming, he immediately removed his hat and placed it over his heart. Remember? And you.. I remember you standing there, straight as a soldier. You didn’t have a hat, but you were giving the right salute. Remember your little sister? Not to be outdone, she was saluting the same as you, with her hand over her heart. Remember?
What happened? I’m still the same old flag. Oh, I have added a few more stars since you were a boy, and a lot more blood has been shed since those parades of long ago. But I don’t feel as proud as I used to. When I come down your street, you stand there with your hands in your pockets. I may get a small glance, but then you look away. I see the children running around and shouting. They don’t seem to know who I am. I saw one man take off his hat and look around. He didn’t see anybody else with his hat off, so he quickly put his back on. Is it a sin to be patriotic anymore? Have you forgotten what I stand for and where I’ve been? Anzio, Normandy, Omaha Beach, Guadalcanal, Korea and Vietnam. Take a look at the memorial honor role sometime. Look at the names of those who never came back in order to keep this republic free. One nation under God. When you salute me, you are actually saluting them. Well, it won’t be long until I’ll be coming down your street again. So when you see me, stand straight, place your right hand over your heart. I’ll salute you by waving back, and I’ll know that you remembered.
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Lindsay Montgomery, Mar 19, 12:17 PM:
this is a sad but good poem it shows us what we have to be thankful for we have it mad eeasy because all we had to do is wake u. i have a cousin who is currently over seas in Iraq and i hope he is doping okay and i can’t wait till he comes home in june.
Lindsay Montgomery, Mar 19, 12:18 PM:
this is a sad but good poem it shows us what we have to be thankful for. we have it mad easy because all we had to do is wake u. i have a cousin who is currently over seas in Iraq and i hope he is doping okay and i can’t wait till he comes home in june.
Jan, May 12, 05:55 PM:
This is a wonderful passage. It is so true, when I read this I could remember being at those parades where people were so proud to be an american. What has happened to us? Why have things changed so much? Is it because we are no longer the voice of our own nation? If not than we need to take back what is ours. Bring things back to what they should be, it starts at home.