Auntie Charo's Soapbox

The following is a poem written by Bill Chance in 2001, it'a called: FORGET ME NOT.
Remember rockets red glare
bombs bursting in air
gave threw the night that our flag is still there.

Our forefathers reminder of a price to be paid and responsibility to inherit the United States.
Rockets red glare bombs bursting in air
Words fallen on ears unwilling to hear.
deaf no more we all know now the price of freedom the price of war.

Freeborn children listen and see a new generation paying for you and me
Don't be so blind or so deaf to the sights and sounds Americans have left,
Let freedom scream in our ears and minds never forget those left behind.
Freeborn children stand tall and see! does the banner old glory yet wave for thee

God bless America.

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As you enjoy being around family and friends, be reminded that men and women gave their lives that we could live in freedom. Let us be greatful and acknowledge their sacrifice and say a prayer of thanks for their generous gift and another prayer of thanks that we have men and women in uniforms fighting wars in faraway places so that we can continue to live in freedom.
That we can play in the sunshine, throw mean on a grill and be with family and friend comes with a big price, just ask a widow or widower, or a soldier home without an arm or leg because he lost it while he was fighting a war for our freedom.
It'll be complicated, but I hope that parents take the time to explain why they're out of school tomorrow.
To the families who have lost loved ones while serving in the military, my condolences and sincere thanks for their service to our country.