Oh, Red, White, and Blue

In fields of valor, where their spirits dwell,
Oh, Red, White, and Blue, you weave a timeless tale.
Red is the crimson that courage imparts,
A sacred hue born from selfless hearts.
White, the soft gleam of purity’s light,
a silent whisper on cold, starry nights.
It graces the stones where names are inscribed,
honoring lives for freedom prescribed.
Blue, steadfast and bold, stands sentinel still,
a pledge to our nation, an unbroken will.
Through the shadows of sorrow, it lights our way,
a beacon of hope for each new day.
Oh, Red, White, and Blue, in glory you soar,
carried by winds to every distant shore.
A tribute eternal, their honor untold,
a legacy woven in threads of gold.
To remember those who sacrificed, fallen heroes all,
bugles echo Taps, a final farewell call.
In hearts united, their memory prevails,
guardians of freedom, their enduring tales.
Oh, Red, White, and Blue, forever you reign,
the soul of a nation through joy and pain.

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