Manuel Pino Jr Bco 2/8th 1st Cav 68-69
mpjr54@msn.com
Fellow Army Vietnam Vet from Co.
MY COUNTRY'S FLAG CRIED the flag bowed it's bars and wept starry tears as it hung at half-mast for a soldier's years. another youth it had called and another youth had died. I stood and i watched as my country's flag cried. it clothed the drab coffin in it's red, white, and blue, silently protecting the contents for the comfort of a few. it brought strength to some, to others, bitter pride. but as mourners filed by, my country's flag cried. as it rode to the field where the soldier was laid away, the flag recalled the pledge that he used to stand and say, but to war he went and to keep that pledge, he tried. as the guns fired their last salute, my country's flag cried. as taps rang out, it was folded with care, for the soldier's soul a chaplin whispered a prayer. he asked god for peace in this world to abide, and in a grieving mother's arms my country's flag cried!
Friday, November 18, 2005 |
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BLACKHORSE TROOPER
POST-TO-POST HORSE-TO-HORSE AND ONTO FIDDLERS GREEN,ALLONS AND AMEN.
Monday, March 20, 2006 |
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