Roads Less Trod Poem by Christine K. Trease

Events once found unthinkable
forever changed our world.
As the flags of glory went wafting
and her stars and stripes unfurled.
The freedom we take for granted
is sometimes never seen,
by the eyes that have run dry of tears
and those hearts who dare not dream.
The right to speak the right to be heard
the right to cast your vote,
the right to live and love as you choose
the right to produce what you've wrote.
These things we forget to be thankful for
are a difference 'twixt days and nights.
So, remember our soldiers who risk their lives for
us all to have these rights.
And, as you kneel tonight to pray and thank the Lord your God,
thank him for all of the things that you must
but thank him for roads less trod.