The Flowers, the Flag, and the Fallen

05/29/2006 10:42 pm ET | Updated May 25, 2011

Oh say can you see The sun in all its glory Shining on the little ones As they imagine the soldiers' stories.

They say a simple prayer
While they walk by all the names
In disbelief at so many lives
That all the wars have claimed.

Suddenly one child kneels down
And is followed by the other
They gently place their flowers
On the grave of a sister or a brother.

The fallen are marked with veteran flags
Most are little while some are grand
To remind us of our liberty
And the freedom of our land.

We remember to keep our mission pure
Our intention firmly noble
The only reason ever for war
Is to make our freedom global.

To those who choose to serve us now
A thank you and a kiss
Be careful and come home soon
And know that you are missed.

A special word of gratitude goes to all who have ever served our nation and to their families for all of the sacrifices that they have made in the name of freedom.

Written in honor of my dear friends, Jim Hardin, Jr., who is currently serving our nation overseas, his wife Lori, their children, Carolyn, Marin, Jesse, and Jim's parents Jim and Carolyn Hardin.