I see the flag waving
waving in the bloodshot wind
who can it be calling
it’s calling the hero’s name.
I hear the breath fading
fading into the mournful air
I breathe the hero’s breath
my life, this world are his remains.
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I see the flag waving
waving in the bloodshot wind
who can it be calling
it’s calling the hero’s name.
I hear the breath fading
fading into the mournful air
I breathe the hero’s breath
my life, this world are his remains.
those that are willing to give their lives for the good of others…i have much respect for them…sad in how often they are used at the hands of misaligned leaders though…
powerful words…. Diane
we owe them much, people that were brave and selfless enough to give their life for their folk..i have high respect for them
“…I see the flag waving
waving in the bloodshot wind…”
= good intro!
Beautiful. It brings to mind all my heroic ancestors!
Thanks, Linda. 🙂
a wisp of wistfulness and bravery !
Hi Debbie!!! 🙂 Howdy howdy? 🙂