A Patriot

I do not wear a uniform Nor a helmet on my head, I never carry a weapon Or have seen my brothers bled. I never stand at attention Nor have I marched in line, I never fought for freedom As what I own is already mine. I do not salute any man I humble down only to GOD, So, I walk my own separate path Whether at home or even abroad. I wear no stripes upon my arms There are no medals upon my chest, As I am just a civilian Nothing more, and nothing less. I know my national anthem Whenever it is spoken or even sung, And tears still come unto my eyes As proudly my head is hung. Inside my soul there is a torch I will be a patriot until the day that I die, And I too will walk those proud lines While still with pride for my flag I will cry. I have never fought in a war But, I have passed our soldiers graves I give thanks to the country that I live in And to those soldiers, I give my praise. Randy L. McClave