No, freedom isn’t free.

I watched the flag pass by one day,
It fluttered in the breeze.

A young Marine saluted it,
And then he stood at ease..

I looked at him in uniform
So young, so tall, so proud,
With hair cut square and eyes alert
He’d stand out in any crowd.

I thought how many men like him
Had fallen through the years.
How many died on foreign soil
How many mothers’ tears?

How many pilots’ planes shot down?
How many died at sea
How many foxholes were soldiers’ graves?
No, freedom isn’t free.

I heard the sound of Taps one night,
When everything was still,
I listened to the bugler play
And felt a sudden chill.
I wondered just how many times
That Taps had meant “Amen,”

When a flag! had draped a coffin.
Of a brother or a friend.

I thought of all the children,
Of the mothers and the wives,
Of fathers, sons and husbands
With interrupted lives.

I thought about a graveyard
At the bottom of the sea

Of unmarked graves in Arlington.
No, freedom isn’t free.

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One Response to “No, freedom isn’t free.”

  1. olotliny Says:

    More honest words were never written…Freedom is… NOT FREE! We at Operation Love Our Troops do know this first hand! Up close and personal we all have been touched by the horrors of war. When it hits home, even though we all know it is a price the country pays for the life style we enjoy, it is a shock! We are the prisoners of FEAR…..

    Mothers who kiss their children goodbye as they go off to war don’t sleep well. Husbands & Wives put on a brave face and hold their babies tighter. All family members jump at the sound of the door bell… Fear answering the phone any time of day if they don’t recognize the number on the caller ID. They run to the mailbox as the mailman approaches each day….”Emailitis” controls the subconscious and it is hard for the loved ones of a deployed member of the military to stop checking the inbox every hour! They all watch the news to catch a glimpse perhaps of their child, spouse, or loved one hoping to see a healthy scene and dread hearing of an attack where their spouse, child, orsibling is deployed to. Days are stressful, nights unending…Everything feels worse in the dark of night. Holidays are almost unbearable, but as a wise man said…”Hope springs ETERNAL”

    Everyone here at home deals differently with the nervous anticipation of the fate of those they have been seperated from in the line of duty. We all pray and visualize the safe return of our heros to our American soil once again.

    For the members of Operation love Our Troops the work we do helps us ease the pain as we know we are making a difference. The letters and calls and emails from the Troops tell us they appreciate knowing we care. The Troops NEED TO KNOW they are thought of, supported, respected and loved. The little things we send them let them know we understand the sacrifices they make so we can continue to live the American way of life, The Freedom to Speak, The opportunity to pursue the goals we have set for our families, and to feel safe in our homes, schools and in our place of work each day.

    Each time America sends their sons and daughters off to war we hope and pray this will be the last time Americans must put their lives on the line in the name of Freedom…Parents and Grandparents look at their children and grandkids and wonder…”What kind of world will they live in as adults?” And we are afraid….

    We will do all that we are able here at Operation Love Our Troops to boost the morale of the troops and send good thoughts with positive energy, love and appreciation to all we can in the Middle East…And we are NOT going to stop until they ALL come “home.”

    Kathy Belanger, volunteer OLOT


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