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A VETERAN'S AND MEMORIAL DAY TRIBUTE

Whether Navy Blue
Or Army Green
Semper Fi or Soaring Wings.
Honor bright in hearts of gold
Love of country-
American Bold!

Heroes of all truth and light
Men who Live
And Die
And Fight
That all might live on freedom's soil
And then forget
The cost, the toil.

Whether Union Blue
Or Southern Gray
Iwo Jima or Bunker Hill
Tet, The Bulge or Belleau Wood
You Gave your all
Because you could

Heroes of all truth and light
Men who Live
And Die
And Fight
That all might live on freedom's soil
And then forget
The cost, the toil.

Whether Days or Years
Or Lives you Gave
This single day all year we give
Our Thoughts
Our Prayers
Our Heartfelt Thanks
That all might live on freedom's soil
And then forget
The cost, the toil.

Heroes of all truth and light
Men who Live
And Die
And Fight
That all might live on freedom's soil
And then forget
The cost, the toil.



For my faithful Brother, Kenny,
From your Loving and Grateful Sister, Cheryl
Veterans Day - November 11, 2006

by Cheryl Jaccard Cowart
© November 11, 2006
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Our Glorious "Old Glory"

I love the Flag that flutters above and takes me
To heights not dreamed of on land
To the mountain of God Who's footstool's our
Home. This country, America, the hallowed of
Our Lord.

Bourne on the shoulders of consecrated Men.
Our Forefathers and Warriors ordained to this end.
On wings of the visions instilled in their hearts.
America, Old Glory, alone and apart.

How blessed is this place! How sacred it's shores!
How sweet are it's vistas! How pure is it's heart.
How divine is it's purpose! How long will it stand?
Forever, remember it's God's chosen land.

No man, no power, no evil intent, will wreck the
Divine purpose intended for it.
America, the sanctuary of freedom and faith.
All evil, all hatred will be swept from this place
Until purity reigns by God's divine grace.

Our men of virtue will heed the call
As did our forefathers at the beginning of it all.
On to battle, on to faith, on to glory, on to life
On to victory, on and on until it's won, the Victory's Won.

Bourne on the shoulders of consecrated Men.
Our Forefathers and Warriors ordained to this end.
On wings of the visions instilled in their hearts.
America, Old Glory, alone and apart.

I love this land, America the Beautiful!
I love our Flag, the symbol of our faith!
I love our men in uniform; those who's vision for a brighter
World glows in their breasts!
God bless you and hold you in the palm of His Almighty Hand!

Cheryl Jaccard Cowart
Memorial Day, 2010

© May 31, 2010
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