The Flag

by Unknown

A young man died out on the street
In a land so far away
He died for love of country
And was buried here today

In the fight for peace and freedom
He heard his country's call
Leaving the family far behind
And while doing his best gave all

He died for men and women
And children he'd never seen
But will always be remembered
This man was just eighteen

His parents lost their only son
How that hurts I'll never know
And are crying at his graveside
As they hear a bugle blow

I watch them say their last goodbye
Slowly turn then walk away
And tightly pressed against her heart
Is the flag she got today

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Nov 18, 2014
undeserved credit
by: Louis Joseph Rota

It appears someone thinks I wrote that beautiful poem titled "A Poem Worth Reading" however I did write "The Flag". The other poem was in an e-Mail sent by me but the author was anonymous. I do not deserve nor do I want credit for this beautiful poem. Can you correct this misunderstanding? Thank you.

Louis Joseph Rota

Nov 18, 2014
Correction on Authorship
by: Patricia

Jack, thank you for your kind words about Mr. Rota and thank you for your service to our country. However, Mr. Rota did not write the poem "A Poem Worth Reading". He contacted me with the following:

"A Poem Worth Reading was attributed to Louis Joseph Rota.

However, it was NOT WRITTEN BY ME along with a comment on MY poem "THE FLAG". It was received by me and just passed along to friends.

I believe the writer was anonymous and to receive praise for the poem would be totally unfair to the original author. I don't want credit for something I don't deserve. Perhaps the comment can be taken down or list the poem as anonymous. I did write "THE FLAG" but not the other poem mentioned.

Thank you
Louis Joseph Rota"

Thank you Mr. Rota and thank you again Jack. I tried again to find the author but with no luck. I did find this response to this poem on another website:

"Yep, same as the ones before him.
They gave their all,
and few will notice
when he makes his final fall.

You see him at parades,
ya see him stand tall,
cuz he knows what it's like
when a soldier falls.

He is the one that stands
when the colors come by.
His hand across his chest
cuz he alone knows why.

He knows why men will stand
and try to give their all.
He knows what it means
when a soldier today, falls.

Edge "Humble" Walke"

Thank you Edge. God bless our veterans.

Nov 09, 2014
Gifted Poet
by: Jack L.

I've heard a few of Mr. Rota poems on radio. This is just a very small sample of his talent. Below you'll find another which was passed on to me via email. I wish he had posted it here.

A Poem Worth Reading

He was getting old and paunchy
And his hair was falling fast,
And he sat around the Legion,
Telling stories of the past.

Of a war that he once fought in
And the deeds that he had done,
In his exploits with his buddies;
They were heroes, every one.

And 'tho sometimes to his neighbors
His tales became a joke,
Al l his buddies listened quietly
For they knew where of he spoke.

But we'll hear his tales no longer,
For ol' Joe has passed away,
And the world's a little poorer
For a Soldier died today.

He won't be mourned by many,
Just his children and his wife.
For he lived an ordinary,
Very quiet sort of life.

He held a job and raised a family,
Going quietly on his way;
And the world won't note his passing,
'Tho a Soldier died today.

When politicians leave this earth,
Their bodies lie in state,
While thousands note their passing,
And proclaim that they were great.

Papers tell of their life stories
From the time that they were young
But the passing of a Soldier
Goes unnoticed, and unsung.

Is the greatest contribution
To the welfare of our land,
Some jerk who breaks his promise
And cons his fellow man?

Or the ordinary fellow
Who in times of war and strife,
Goes off to serve his country
And offers up his life?

The politician's stipend
And the style in which he lives,
Are often disproportionate,
To the service that he gives.

While the ordinary Soldier,
Who offered up his all,
Is paid off with a medal
And perhaps a pension, small.

It is not the politicians
With their compromise and ploys,
Who won for us the freedom
That our country now enjoys.

Should you find yourself in danger,
With your enemies at hand,
Would you really want some cop-out,
With his ever waffling stand?

Or would you want a Soldier
His home, his country, his kin,
Just a common Soldier,
Who would fight until the end.

He was just a common Soldier,
And his ranks are growing thin,
But his presence should remind us
We may need his likes again.

For when countries are in conflict,
We find the Soldier's part
Is to clean up all the troubles
That the politicians start.

If we cannot do him honor
While he's here to hear the praise,
Then at least let's give him homage
At the ending of his days.

Perhaps just a simple headline
In the paper that might say:

Thanks Mr. Rota, from an aging veteran!

Nov 09, 2014
Beautiful and Emotional; a Louis Rota poem
by: Jackie S.

Mr. Rota's poem was very beautiful, meaningful,and very emotional. He was able to create a vivid picture in the minds of the readers. I love the way he crafted the poem and think it is excellent. I'd love to read more of Mr. Rota's poems.

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