Janson R. Merchant US Marine Corps Persian Gulf Mar 25, 1972 - Jun 16, 1995 My Flag By Janson Roy Merchant Nothing makes me more proud It makes my heart beat so loud The red, white stripes and stars blue The sun shining right on through A reminder of who I am A symbol with meaning in any land Thirteen strips not up and down One visible in every town A shining beacon of the free Nine rolls of stars - five and six Wind making noisy chicks Waving from a pole high a top God has surely blessed this cloth Perfection in every stitch Honored by poor and rich Beauty stretched out in flight To preserve with all my might White stars together in sky of blue Presiding high above the morning dew With it gone, no reason to wake Ross created for human sake Blue touching eight stripes - Four white four red For it many fought and many more lay dead Appearance changed many times Gracefully up the poll it climbs Below the blue, three strips red Three white Patriotic versus - classrooms daily recite Never to touch the ground Envy of the world around Stripes due left - stars up right All come down every night.

Monday, July 02, 2001 12:09:22 AM