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Feb 11, 2015 3:51 PM Outdoors

O Long May It Wave

By Bernadette Chiaramonte

While on a ride in the country, I spotted the amazing sky first, and then the flag! It brought to mind this poem:

I love Old Glory, the way that she flies,
Her gentle swaying against the skies,
Her color so vivid, the red, the white, and the blue,
To a flag so majestic, respect is due.