MY DAD REMEMBERS MEMORIAL DAY
It's Memorial Day in the Beloz home
A sad day for my father don't you know
I watch my father prepare the Family Flag
I watch carefully as he removes it from the plastic bag
I see a sadness deep in his eyes
As he remembers those who were left behind.
He tells me a story of his best friend
Who died in battle right next to him
He was a brave Paratrooper of the 187th,
A Soldiers of Soldiers. He loved him so
Who did not make it back to raise a family of his own
My father told me he should have come home
To raise a family like my father got to have
He tells me his friend died to protect this Flag.
I see a gentle tear that came from my father's eyes
I never knew just how he felt
I never took the time to ask him why
He never really talked about the War
As he held this Flag in his hands
I knew this Flag meant so much more
Than just hanging it outside above our door
No! No I never realized
All that happen to my father I saw through his eyes
That this was not just a three-day weekend
No this Day was for the brave who made the extreme sacrifice
This Day was about honor that belong to them
I watch my father raise our family Flag
We stood for a moment and held each others hands
As we watch Old Glory wave with pride in the air
Together we remembered his friend and said a prayer
My father has since passed away
But his memory lives with me forever more
The tradition our family Flag he has passed on to me
Now it is I who raises Old Glory!