Our Flag Is At Half Mass Poem by Fredrick McDonald

this one is for my step father Robert Albro born 5 Jan 1933 past away 18 Jun 1995 age of 62 He fought for this country in korea.1949 -1954

raise our flag to half mass to let our solders know one of them has past
as we look toward the grey sky of smoke our lungs are filled with the smoke damp dark air is what we breath. to march recon our ground to make sure snipers or bombs are not found with in the cold ground.
our men are scared to loose there live's. we are never suprized of death never the less we must fight to protect our owen. so we can leave for home. after our tour of dutie is done i've seen our country turn there backs on us.never the less we have defended our country and gave it all. as we watch another solder fall. that is why we stand brave and true we have been trained what to do. to miss libertey i sulute you as you stand for freedom and our red white and blue. as our flag stands at half mass then draped over our brothers in arms.then draped over there caskets in the sun, sleet snow and the rain never the less it is all the same for us to say good bye as we give him the twenty gun salute to give that final tribute.as the sloder's finishes that final fold the bugle sounds out to say good bye as we watch anther solder pass to know we have gave our all.we will promise to never let our flag fall.In god we trust as we breath in this smoke and dust our flag will stay at half mass until our last solder comes home to let them know he is not alone.