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If this doesn't give you chills, you should pack up and move
on to another country.
This was passed on to me titled Unbelievable,
but I actually think it should be called “Believable”
This is a beautiful photo of a giant flag in Arizona.
The photo is authentic and UN-Touched.
The picture was taken on a regular Kodak 35mm film.
The person who took the picture couldn't believe the image
created by the suns rays.
Nice of them to share it with the world!
*(this came with the email)
For those that prefer to think that God is not watching over
us...go ahead and delete this.
For the rest of us...pass this on.
The Flag of the United States of America
Send E-Mail by clicking the stamp
I Am the Flag of the
Of America
I am the flag of the United States of America.
My name is Old Glory.
I fly atop the world's tallest buildings.
I stand watch in America's halls of justice.
I fly majestically over institutions of learning.
I stand guard with power in the world.
Look up and see me.
I stand for peace, honor, truth and justice.
I stand for freedom.
I am confident.
I am arrogant.
I am proud.
When I am flown with my fellow banners,
My head is a little higher,
My colors a little truer.
I bow to no one!
I am recognized all over the world.
I am worshipped - I am saluted.
I am loved - I am revered.
I am respected - and I am feared.
I have fought in every battle of every war for more than 200
years.
I was flown at Valley Forge, Gettysburg, Shiloh and Appomattox.
I was there at San Juan Hill, the trenches of France,
in the Argonne Forest, Anzio, Rome and the beaches of Normandy.
Guam, Okinawa, Korea and KheSan, Saigon, Vietnam know me.
I'm presently in the mountains of Afganistan and the hot and
dusty deserts of Iraq and wherever freedom is needed.
I led my troops, I was dirty, battleworn and tired,
But my soldiers cheered me and I was proud.
I have been burned, torn and trampled on the streets of
countries I have helped set free.
It does not hurt for I am invincible.
I have been soiled upon, burned, torn and trampled
in the streets of my country.
And when it's done by those Whom I've served in battle...
it hurts.
But I shall overcome - for I am strong.
I have slipped the bonds of Earth and stood watch over
the uncharted frontiers of space from my vantage point
on the moon.
I have borne silent witness to all of America's finest hours.
But my finest hours are yet to come.
When I am torn into strips and used as bandages for
my wounded comrades on the battlefield,
When I am flown at half-mast to honor my soldier,
Or when I lie in the trembling arms of a grieving parent
at the grave of their fallen son or daughter,
I am proud.
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