July 04, 2007
Their flag to April's breeze unfurled;
Here once the embattled farmers stood;
And fired the shot heard round the world.
The foe long since in silence slept;
Alike the conqueror silent sleeps,
And Time the ruined bridge has swept
Down the dark stream that seaward creeps.
On this green bank, by this soft stream,
We place with joy a votive stone,
That memory may their deeds redeem,
When, like our sires, our sons are gone.
O Thou who made those heroes dare
To die, and leave their children free, --
Bid Time and Nature gently spare
The shaft we raised to them and Thee.
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Posted by: greyrooster at July 04, 2007 09:55 AM (0j2/w)
Posted by: John Ryan at July 04, 2007 12:16 PM (TcoRJ)
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Posted by: sandpiper at July 04, 2007 03:21 PM (K3hNB)
Thank you God, for making us free -- God bless our troops who are fighting to keep us free and bringing freedom to others.
Posted by: Richard Romano at July 04, 2007 07:40 PM (iD1fP)
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