I AM THE FLAG 
OF THE 
UNITED STATES OF AMERICA

 I am the flag of the United States of America.

My name  is Old Glory.

 I fly atop the world's tallest  buildings. I stand watch in America's halls of justice. I fly majestically over institutions of learning. I stand guard with power in the world. Look up at me and see me. I stand for peace, honor, truth and justice. 

I stand for freedom. I am confident. I am arrogant.
I am proud.

 When I am flown with my fellow banners, my head is a little higher, my colors a little truer. I bow to no one.
I am worshipped --- I am saluted. I am loved --- I am revered. I am respected --- and I am feared.
I have fought in every battle of every war for more then 200 years.

 I was flown at Valley Forge, Gettysburg, Shiloh and Appomattox.
I was there at San Juan Hill, the trenches of France, in the Argonne Forest, Anzio, Rome and the beaches of Normandy. Guam, Okinawa, Korea, KheSan, Saigon, Vietnam know me...I was there.
I led my troops, I was dirty, battleworn and tired, but my
 soldiers cheered me And I was proud.

I have been burned, torn and trampled on the streets of countries I have helped set free. It does not hurt, for I am invincible.
 I have been soiled upon, burned, torn and trampled on the streets of
my country. And  when it's by those whom I've served in battle ---
it hurts.
 But I shall overcome --- for I am strong.

 I have slipped the bonds of Earth and stood watch over the uncharted frontiers of space from my vantage point on the moon. I have borne silent witness to all of America's finest hours.

But my finest hours are yet to come.

When I am torn into strips and used as bandages for my wounded comrades on the battlefield, When I am flown at half-mast to honor my soldiers, Or when I lie in the trembling arms of a grieving parent at the grave of their fallen son or daughter,

I am proud.

 MY NAME IS OLD GLORY... LONG MAY I WAVE.

 DEAR GOD IN HEAVEN, LONG MAY I WAVE.

 PLEASE FORWARD MY MESSAGE TO ALL WHO STILL LOVE AND
 RESPECT ME, THAT I MAY FLY PROUDLY FOR ANOTHER TWO
 HUNDRED YEARS