Thank you
Dedicated to soldiers and their loved ones
For those who have laid in fox holes,carried guns,marched for hours.
For those who have had cold sleepless nights,endless days of discomfort.
For those who have endured the agony of war for my sake.
Thank you.
For those who have gently kissed a loved one goodbye,
and with a tear looked back for a last time,
For those who have found courageto carry the sword of liberty.
For those who have flown with the eagle.
For those who have landed on foreign soil.
Taking freedom to other countries while keeping freedom in ours,
Thank you.
For those who have lost limbs,lives and loved ones.
For those who have lost friends,sisters ,brothers,mothers and fathers,
For those who have sacrificed and gave their all for freedom's sake.
Thank you.
For those who have found the courage to stand,
For those who have reached out a hand for their fallen comrade.
For those who give freedom to strangers ,and a hope for peace.
For those who sacrifice all they love, and pay the price for freedom.
Thank you."
Old Glory
Do you know where this flag has been?
Faded and falling and rising again,
Always there is someone that will mend,
This flag to rise it again.
She waves across the sky with the wind,
Her courage to fly will never end,
She fights for freedom , please help her win,
Do you know where old faded glory has been?
She has rose through predjudice and hate,
She has fought for others for freedom's sake,
She's the symbol of our country's fate,
She offers the world the hand of a friend,
She covers the heart of her fighting women and men,
When she falls in the dust,
In God we trust,
We make her rise again.
Do you know where this flag has been?
She's called old glory,
The heart of America's story,
Flying across the sky in the wind.
Do you know where this flag has been?
This flag will rise again.
Prayer for peace
Foreign winds blow across the sea,
Whispering bring peace to me,
The ocean brings sweet emotion,
that asks the storms to calm.
As the wind softly lifts the leaves of the palm.
The earth begs for wars to cease,
The wind whispers please live in peace,
The quest that God sends in the gentle breeze.
In the distant they play the war drum,
From the sky falls yet another bomb,
From the distance fires from another gun.
As we all search for where peace comes from.
With sweet regret for what war has done.
Rain falls and the earth bleeds
Washed away in the blood are life's seeds,
Mother earth begs and pleads,
For war to cease.
I join her on bended knees.
In a prayer for peace.
Foreign winds blow across the sea,
Whispering bring peace to me,
The ocean brings sweet emotion,
that asks the storms to calm.
As the wind softly lifts the leaves of the palm.
Bio Of Judy Arline Puckett
I am currently residing in Monroe, La.
I begin writing at the age of 11,and I'm 54 now. I am the mother of three, grandmother of five.
I love creative writing, poetry, digital art, art, Photography, and Jazz and blues music.
I write poetry and lyrics on every topic. War peace, love heartache, religion, Abortion which I oppose.
I hope to write meaningful and worthwhile words that will touch hearts and make a difference in life.
A poet is the voice for those who are without words.
Judy Arline Puckett
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