Son of:
Jesse Harrison Moore
Julia Ann Meadors Moore
Cause of Death: Missing in action in Germany.
Sibling:
Luther
Nanna
Freedom Isn't Free
by Cadet Major Kelly Strong USAF JROTC
www.ellenbailey.com
I watched the flag pass by one day
It fluttered in the breeze
A young soldier saluted it, and then
He stood at ease
I looked at him in uniform
So young, so tall, so proud
With hair cut square and eyes alert
He'd stand out in any crowd
I thought how many men like him
Had fallen through the years
How many died on foreign soil?
How many mothers' tears?
How many Pilots' planes shot down?
How many foxholes were soldiers' graves?
No - Freedom isn't free
I heard the sound of taps one night,
When everything was still
I listened to the bugler play
And felt a sudden chill
I wondered just how many times
That Taps had meant "Amen"
When a flag had draped a coffin
Of a brother or a friend
I thought of all the children,
Of the mothers and the wives,
Of fathers, sons and husbands
With interrupted lives
I thought about a graveyard at the
Bottom of the sea
Of unmarked graves in Arlington.
No - Freedom isn't free
NOTE ***PLEASE DO NOT TAKE THE PERSONAL PHOTO OR PLACE THIS MEMORIAL ON OTHER WEBSITES WITHOUT PERMISSION FROM LUKE'S IMMEDIATE FAMILY***
Jesse Harrison Moore
Julia Ann Meadors Moore
Cause of Death: Missing in action in Germany.
Sibling:
Luther
Nanna
Freedom Isn't Free
by Cadet Major Kelly Strong USAF JROTC
www.ellenbailey.com
I watched the flag pass by one day
It fluttered in the breeze
A young soldier saluted it, and then
He stood at ease
I looked at him in uniform
So young, so tall, so proud
With hair cut square and eyes alert
He'd stand out in any crowd
I thought how many men like him
Had fallen through the years
How many died on foreign soil?
How many mothers' tears?
How many Pilots' planes shot down?
How many foxholes were soldiers' graves?
No - Freedom isn't free
I heard the sound of taps one night,
When everything was still
I listened to the bugler play
And felt a sudden chill
I wondered just how many times
That Taps had meant "Amen"
When a flag had draped a coffin
Of a brother or a friend
I thought of all the children,
Of the mothers and the wives,
Of fathers, sons and husbands
With interrupted lives
I thought about a graveyard at the
Bottom of the sea
Of unmarked graves in Arlington.
No - Freedom isn't free
NOTE ***PLEASE DO NOT TAKE THE PERSONAL PHOTO OR PLACE THIS MEMORIAL ON OTHER WEBSITES WITHOUT PERMISSION FROM LUKE'S IMMEDIATE FAMILY***
Son of:
Jesse Harrison Moore
Julia Ann Meadors Moore
Cause of Death: Missing in action in Germany.
Sibling:
Luther
Nanna
Freedom Isn't Free
by Cadet Major Kelly Strong USAF JROTC
www.ellenbailey.com
I watched the flag pass by one day
It fluttered in the breeze
A young soldier saluted it, and then
He stood at ease
I looked at him in uniform
So young, so tall, so proud
With hair cut square and eyes alert
He'd stand out in any crowd
I thought how many men like him
Had fallen through the years
How many died on foreign soil?
How many mothers' tears?
How many Pilots' planes shot down?
How many foxholes were soldiers' graves?
No - Freedom isn't free
I heard the sound of taps one night,
When everything was still
I listened to the bugler play
And felt a sudden chill
I wondered just how many times
That Taps had meant "Amen"
When a flag had draped a coffin
Of a brother or a friend
I thought of all the children,
Of the mothers and the wives,
Of fathers, sons and husbands
With interrupted lives
I thought about a graveyard at the
Bottom of the sea
Of unmarked graves in Arlington.
No - Freedom isn't free
NOTE ***PLEASE DO NOT TAKE THE PERSONAL PHOTO OR PLACE THIS MEMORIAL ON OTHER WEBSITES WITHOUT PERMISSION FROM LUKE'S IMMEDIATE FAMILY***
Jesse Harrison Moore
Julia Ann Meadors Moore
Cause of Death: Missing in action in Germany.
Sibling:
Luther
Nanna
Freedom Isn't Free
by Cadet Major Kelly Strong USAF JROTC
www.ellenbailey.com
I watched the flag pass by one day
It fluttered in the breeze
A young soldier saluted it, and then
He stood at ease
I looked at him in uniform
So young, so tall, so proud
With hair cut square and eyes alert
He'd stand out in any crowd
I thought how many men like him
Had fallen through the years
How many died on foreign soil?
How many mothers' tears?
How many Pilots' planes shot down?
How many foxholes were soldiers' graves?
No - Freedom isn't free
I heard the sound of taps one night,
When everything was still
I listened to the bugler play
And felt a sudden chill
I wondered just how many times
That Taps had meant "Amen"
When a flag had draped a coffin
Of a brother or a friend
I thought of all the children,
Of the mothers and the wives,
Of fathers, sons and husbands
With interrupted lives
I thought about a graveyard at the
Bottom of the sea
Of unmarked graves in Arlington.
No - Freedom isn't free
NOTE ***PLEASE DO NOT TAKE THE PERSONAL PHOTO OR PLACE THIS MEMORIAL ON OTHER WEBSITES WITHOUT PERMISSION FROM LUKE'S IMMEDIATE FAMILY***
