Hello. Remember me? Some people call me Old Glory,
others call me the Star-Spangled Baner,
but whatever they call me, I am your flag,
the flag of the United States of America.
Something has been bothering me
so I thought I might talk it over with you
because it is about you and me.
I remember some time ago, people would line up
on both sides of the street to watch the parade,
and naturally I was leading everyone,
proudly waving in the breeze.
When your daddy saw me coming,
he immediately removed his hat
and placed it over his heart~~~~~remember?
And you, I remember, were standing there, straight as a soldier.
You didn't have a hat, but you were giving the right salute.
Remember your little sister?
Not to be out done, she was saluting the same as you
with her hand over her heart~~~~remember?
What happened? I'm still the same old flag,
Oh, I've added a few more stars since you were a boy,and
a lot more blood has been shed since those parades of long ago.
But now, somehow I don't feel as proud as I used to feel.
When I came down your street, you just stand there with your
hands in your pockets. You may give me a small glance, and then
you look away. I see childern running around you shouting;
they don't seem to know who I am.
I saw one man take his hat off, then he looked around,
and when he didn't see anybody else take off his hat,
he quickly put his on again.
Is it a sin to be patriotic today?
Have you forgotten what I stand for, and where I have been?
Anzio, Guadalcanal, Korea and Vietnam!
Take a look at the memorial honor rolls, and see the names of
those patriotic Americans who gave their lives
to keep this republic free.
When you salute me, you are actually saluting them.
So when you see me, please stand staight and place
your hand over your heart, and I'll know that you remembered.
I'll salute you by waving back!
