To: Gottfried who wrote (52060 ) 9/13/2001 11:16:52 PM From: StanX Long Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 70976 This was sent to me, it means a lot to me to live in the US. I have traveled to over 16 countries and visited over 40 of the US States. US is the best place to live. God Bless America.. I AM THE FLAG OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA > > > I am the flag of the United States of America. > > > My name is Old Glory. > > > I fly atop the world's tallest buildings. > > > I stand watch in America's halls of justice. > > > I fly majestically over institutions of learning. > > > I stand guard with power in the world. > > > Look up at me and see me. > > > > > > > > > I stand for peace, honor, truth and justice. > > > I stand for freedom. > > > I am confident. > > > I am arrogant. > > > I am proud. > > > > > > > > > When I am flown with my fellow banners, > > > my head is a little higher, > > > my colors a little truer. > > > > > > > > > I bow to no one! > > > I am recognized all over the world. > > > I am worshipped - I am saluted. > > > I am loved - I am revered. > > > I am respected - and I am feared. > > > > > > > > > I have fought in every battle of every war > > > for more then 200 years. > > > I was flown at Valley Forge, Gettysburg, > > > Shiloh and Appamatox. > > > I was there at San Juan Hill, > > > the trenches of France, > > > in the Argonne Forest, Anzio, Rome > > > and the beaches of Normandy, Guam. > > > Okinawa, Korea and KheSan, Saigon, Vietnam now me, > > > I was there. > > > I led my troops, > > > I was dirty, battleworn and tired, > > > but my soldiers cheered me > > > And I was proud. > > > I have been burned, torn and trampled > > > on the streets of countries I have helped set free. > > > It does not hurt, for I am invincible. > > > > > > > > > I have been soiled upon, burned, torn > > > and trampled on the streets of my country. > > > And when it's by those whom I've served in battle - it hurts. > > > But I shall overcome - for I am strong. > > > > > > > > > I have slipped the bonds of Earth > > > and stood watch over the uncharted frontiers of space > > > from my vantage point on the moon. > > > I have borne silent witness > > > to all of America's finest hours. > > > But my finest hours are yet to come. > > > > > > > > > When I am torn into strips > > > and used as bandages > > > for my wounded comrades on the battlefield, > > > When I am flown at half-mast to honor my soldier, > > > Or when I lie in the trembling arms > > > of a grieving parent > > > at the grave of their fallen son or daughter, > > > I am proud. > > > > > > > > > MY NAME IS OLD GLORY > > > LONG MAY I WAVE. > > > DEAR GOD IN HEAVEN > > > LONG MAY I WAVE