4th of July Flag Poem

by Dawn
(Florida, USA)

It was summer again in Florida and the heat hung like a blanket over my house. I was standing in the front yard squinting up at my father. He was busy preparing the flag to be hung for the 4th of July. He took his time, carefully lifting the lid off the box, then unfolding the flag, making sure it didn't touch the ground.

My father fought in World War II and served for more than 20 years in the Navy afterwards. He never forgot to hang out the flag.

I shifted impatiently from foot to foot. Sweat ran down the middle of my back, and the back of my neck was starting to burn. But I wasn't about to complain.

He ran the flagpole cord through one hole, then gathered up the flag and held it close to him as he looped the cord through the second hole. I stepped forward as he handed me the flag so he could tie the knot.

I asked "Why do we fly the flag on the 4th of July?"

"This is important, little one," he said, and I nodded. "Thousands of people went to war and died fighting for our country so you can go to school now, and later when you are older you will vote for who you want to. When you study the histories of other countries, you will understand why it was a blessing you were born in America."

After securing the knot, he tested it and gave a grunt of approval. He raised the flag to the top of the flagpole. "I lost a lot of friends in my war, and more over the years. This is the way I honor my country - and them - by raising the flag they fought so hard for. I do it for them."

The flag in question hung limply at the top of the flagpole for a moment, then caught the wind and unfurled, waving gently in the breeze.

Father smiled and looked down at me. "See?" He said with tears in his eyes, "They're waving back at me."
4th of July Poem

Fireworks, with bright lights and loud noises, but nothing to fear.
Men marching in parades, holding the flag that waves every year.
The 4th of July, a time to remember and celebrate
all that we have, all that we've fought for, and all that we hold dear.

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The American Hero and the American Flag
by: Molly-Ann

America's Military know that the most important things in life aren't things. They daily sacrifice their lives, true Patriots, who put it ALL on the line, for the protection of our Constitution; the freedom that lies within our borders, the freedom that 'tis so sweet in our blessed country.

My grandfathers, father, many uncles, two brothers and eldest son have served to keep America solid and strong.

We, the citizens of the U.S.A., salute you, our brave warriors,(men, women and even the youth that weren't truly old enough to serve!). We honor the multitudes of our fallen; from the very first battle to settle this land onward to the long and costly Revolutionary War (to gain America's freedom of independence),the vigilant troops continuing for more than two centuries, and ne're we forget our present troops valiantly standing watch and patiently on guard.

July the 4th, we celebrate and proudly way the Flag. In God we trust and give glory, and in God we seek world peace!

Please end the wars, heal the wounded, and bring our courageous troops home safely and soon!

May the Stars and Stripes forever fly proudly, strong and free!

From tearful eyes and thankful hearts, America's appreciative sons and daughters bow our heads to you, our mighty Military.

Molly-Ann Davis Hicks

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