Old Glory

A Poem by Jordyn Zacharias

Old Glory in its Majesty

With Stars and Stripes of Ivory

Stripes Dyed in Crimson Blood

And Blues of the Darkest Flood

Wherever shall our Brave men March

Over Hill and UNder Arch

Old Glory shall be watching still

As our men go under, still

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Added on October 11, 2014
Last Updated on October 11, 2014

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