I am very grateful for this nation in which I am blessed to live, in spite of the mistakes that have been made or disappointments that sometimes occur at the hands of corrupt men and women. This poem reminds me of a respect for God and Country from days gone by.
HATS OFF!
(Henry Holcomb Bennett)
Along the street there comes
A blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums,
A flash of color beneath the sky:
Hats off!
The colors before us fly....
But more than the flag is passing by....
Days of plenty and years of peace;
March of a strong land's swift increase;
Equal justice, right, and law,
Stately honor and reverend awe;
Sign of a nation, great and strong
To ward her people from foreign wrong:
Pride and glory and honor,-all
Live in the colors to stand or fall.
Hats off!
Along the street there comes
A blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums;
And loyal hearts are beating high:
Hats off!
THE FLAG IS PASSING BY!
