_Clara Endicott Sears_ YOUR FLAG AND MY FLAG Your flag and my flag, And how it flies today In your land and my land And half a world away! Rose-red and blood-red The stripes forever gleam; Snow-white and soul-white-- The good forefathers' dream; Sky-blue and true blue, with stars to gleam aright-- The gloried guidon of the day; a shelter through the night. Your flag and my flag! And, oh, how much it holds-- Your land and my land-- Secure within its folds! Your heart and my heart Beat quicker at the sight; Sun-kissed and wind-tossed-- Red and blue and white. The one flag--the great flag--the flag for me and you-- Glorified all else beside--the red and white and blue! Your flag and my flag! To every star and stripe The drums beat as hearts beat And fifers shrilly pipe! Your flag and my flag-- A blessing in the sky; Your hope and my hope-- It never hid a lie! Home land and far land and half the world around, Old Glory hears our glad salute and ripples to the sound! _Wilbur D. Nesbit_ OUR FLAG There are many flags in many lands, There are flags of every hue, But there is no flag in any land Like our own Red, White, and Blue. Then "Hurrah for the flag!" our country's flag, Its stripes and white stars, too; There is no flag in any land Like our own Red, White, and Blue. _Mary Howlister_ This flag, which we honor and under which we serve, is the emblem of our unity, our power, our thought and purpose as a nation. It has no other character than that which we give it from generation to generation. The choices are ours. It floats in majestic silence above the hosts that execute those choices, whether in peace or in war. And yet, though silent, it speaks to us--speaks to us of the past, of the men and women who went before us, and of the records they wrote upon it. We celebrate the day of its birth; and from its birth until now it has witnessed a great history, has floated on high the symbol of great events, of a great plan of life worked out by a great people. We are about to carry it into battle, to lift it where it will draw the fire of our enemies. We are about to bid thousands, hundreds of thousands, it may be millions, of our men--the young, the strong, the capable men of the nation--to go forth and die beneath it on fields of blood far away....