Freedom
I can't help but think ‘bout my Daddy ‘round the 4th
of July 'cause he was so patriotic. He loved God, his family, his country,
and his flag. He proudly displayed his flag on a flag pole in his front
yard. He loved to watch it wave in the breeze. Daddy was a
technical sergeant during WWII, and knew first hand the price that was paid for
our flag to wave.