The American Flag

The bodies were lying all around
on the frozen, hard, cold ground,
and when the smoke began to clear,
 they saw the stars and stripes appear.

Thirteen stars a circle formed,
in a field of blue they were adorned.
Thirteen stripes of red and white,
our flag survived the gallant fight.

Many wars have come and gone
and still our nations's flag waves on.
The stars in number have changed, it's true,
but still stand proud in their field of blue.

It flies on high in distant lands,
o'er embassies on foreign sands.
In every town it leads parades,
The freedom symbol never fades.

It hangs in classrooms where children tread.
It lies across caskets of honored dead
who fought so bravely to keep us free,
to protect the freedoms for you and me.

Now when the smokes clears, near or far,
our flag will wave with its fifty stars,
and our chests will swell with the pride we share
for our flag and our serviceman, everywhere!