But I Am Still Here - Memories Of The American Flag Still Fly Poem by Frank Pulver

Frank Pulver

Frank Pulver

born-(Hudson, New York) - raised-(Tampa, Florida)

But I Am Still Here - Memories Of The American Flag Still Fly



It hurts to get burned and torn and spit upon me
By those people that I am there to set free

But I am still here

I have through every war
With the Army, Air Force, Navy, Coast Guard and the Corps

But I am still here

Even though I might be worn
Dirty, and torn

But I am still here

I have been cut-up or even torn to cover the wounds of our men as they bleed
And even used to cover them on their way to their final resting their bed

But I am still here

As the heroes that fought alongside me in the past
I show respect to them by being flown at Half Mast

But I am still here

It hurts me to see why people salute me as I fly
It makes me feel proud, but I still want to cry

But I am still here

Only if people can see what I have through over the last 200 plus years
Then and only then they will understand my tears

But I am still here

By Frank Pulver
Dec 10,2011

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Frank Pulver

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born-(Hudson, New York) - raised-(Tampa, Florida)
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