LittleC

This was a poem I wrote a few days after Sept. 11. It's not specifically intended for Sept. 11, but just another one of those patriotic type poems. Let me know what you think.

Did ole’ Betsy know that flag she made
Would today, in all skies, wave?
The Red Stripe, the blood of those lost
The White Stripe, what peace will cost
The Stars, the shock of when we’ve been had
Oh ole’ Betsy did you know it would get this bad?

The needle and thread
Sewn in it were the dreams of the dead.
Did the fathers not tell you what you were creating?
Not just a flag, but beliefs in the making.
Oh how sad it is Betsy
Our lives rely on whether that flag is capable of breaking

But oh no it will not falter
Not even as we perish on the brim of God’s alter
Forever will it stand together
No matter how many times it is ripped and torn
And felt the enemies scorn
That flag will stand during our greatest endeavors

You sewed that flag with more than tangible items:
Soldiers hold that flag and say “We’ve got to fight ‘em”
Mothers cry while grasping that flag
Saying, “I wish my children had a dad!”
Its spirit is more than cloth alone
For without it our patriotic cries would drone

All our hopes lie in your creation
Oh Betsy did you know?
If you did , your soul would shine with elation
Oh Betsy I hope you know.

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Daniel

Nice...

I am asking to have this also copied to the "World in Crisis Forum". At times we need this there too.

Thanks

Daniel

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RøaÇh420

i loved it!

LittleC

Glad you liked it Just in case anyone was wondering (this is probably an unnecessary comment) but the Betsy in the poem is Betsy Ross the maker of the first american flag.