A Question of Freedom

God Bless  Our Vets!


Veterans Remembered

Thanks for your sacrifice

A Question Of Freedom

 “Daddy?” she asked,

in bed, all snuggled and warm,

“daddy what is freedom,

 and where does it come from?”


Her father, a veteran,

knew all of the truths,

but, how could he tell her,

 of so many lost youths?


How, could he speak,

of the blood and the gore,

of the heroes and patriots,

of now and before?


Would she understand,

what their sacrifice meant,

and how, oh so many,

still remain, where they went?


 So we here at home,

can sleep safely, at night.

For freedom’s not given,

though it is every man’s right!


 But, he just looked at his daughter,

and smiled with a nod,

and then he told her this truth.

“It’s a blessing, from God.”


 Jack Downing

May 2012


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Hearth and Health are wonderful things and if you're without either such sorrow that brings So I cannot express enough thanks to my Lord and to my family and friends for the support you afford! ~Jack Downing~
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2 Responses to A Question of Freedom

  1. Beth Ann says:

    Awwww—–I like this one!!! But then that is nothing new!! I like all the things you post here! Happy Saturday, Jake!

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