"Ode to My Red, White, and Blue"
What a terrible price was paid
as many were laid in their graves.
. . . and the way was paved with the
drumbeats, cries and blood of the
natives, pioneers, Union Blue and Confederate Gray,
which many tried to make fade away.
"Rember the Seven Sisters!"
Cornerstones from which foundations were made.
Anvils hammered out weapons of war,
tempered by the blood of mothers and men,
willing to die for what they believed in.
Later, sawtooth blades cut logs to rebuild,
and in time, the graveyards became flower filled.
Oh, My colors of Red, White, and Blue!
I raise my hand over my heart to you,
and remember the cost.
Dedicated to all those who have been lost
for their country
in the quest for a good life and freedom.