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Patriotism September 11 Poems: 11-20 of 132
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remember
....... a day we will always remember as freedom is attacked the 11th day of september never forget that we are one we must stand ..........

The shameful loss in Pearl Harbor
....... moment, unexpected. bombs were dropped and the ocean vibrated; the warriors had sunken in the undersea world. lands were shattered ..........

To Family and Friends
The letter came one morning In the very early dawn. One morning before that Another soul had gone. A letter from the commandant To the family and the friends Of a boy who went to combat And met an early end. When his soul had left his body The life had left his ..........

When the World's in Harmony
....... picks up trash, from the ocean shore, when people in the great big war, drop their weapons and their guns, when instead of exchanging ..........

Fallen Friends
....... running and this cannot be done. but my father, keeping his eyes forward, in hopes of surviving, runs alongside these friends he has ..........

Marine We Stand
A Marine You Stand Ambition awaiting inside of your soul, anxiously waiting to achieve your goal. Determination continues to run through your head, keeping you awake, at night in your bed. Your countdown continues for your day to come, standing tall and proud for what you ..........

My Soldier
....... by my side. i'm counting the days til i see you again, i look forward to every last letter, when my soldier comes home and he's safe ..........

Never Forget
....... calls. wiping away the tears that are falling, i keep pressing forward though my brothers are calling. never forget, they say as they ..........

Soldier's Life
There is nothing for me to fear. I have my rifle and my knife. And God is at my rear. The things that save my life. God let's me live another day. To see the place im suppose to save. I put my life in harms way. To give people life in the USA. God ..........

The Soldiers Fear
....... places, he looks upon unknown faces, no food or water, shelter, warmth, oh how his heart aches for home, for the smiling faces of ..........
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Patriotism September 11 Poems: 11-20 of 132


Patriotic poems are found in our national anthem, pledging allegiance to the flag, and many of our most popular patriotic songs are all poetic.  We show appreciation of services our men and women in protecting our freedoms and honor of our country.  Poems on nationalism preserve our history and on a personal basis we also save the memory of loved ones that served our country through patriotism.

One’s love for their country conjures emotions of loyalty and pride for one’s country.  There are lost love poems, family poems, and many other narrative works about country, national affairs, and war that are shared with others of their country’s heritage and glorify the nation’s accomplishments.  In preserving and keeping the memories of loved ones that served in the military for one’s homeland, one reflects over their work to preserve one’s pride for their country in patriotic poems.

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Family Poem of the Day

JUBILANT FATHER

His face is like a sun, warms the moon beside him.
She´s grown full; tonight begins the waning.
The tide pulls through her very bones,
her form aches as each wave crests.

The earth pulse, heavy, blood warm within her
Beats new chords, old sun god chants.
"You are the first mother and the last,
all spring flesh has traveled through you."

Aztec plumed and gold beaded,
your priest kneels at the holy alter,
gathers each salt pearl shed, nectar for his sacrament.

You are the temple,
we pilgrims swept through the gates,
bent figures know the scent and petals of your presence,
spread our arms to harvest blossoms,
and your priest, sun struck, kneels beside you.




- CRISTINE McAULIFFE



Quote of the Day

JUBILANT FATHER His face is like a sun, warms the moon beside him. She´s grown full; tonight begins the waning. The tide pulls through her very bones, her form aches as each wave crests. The earth pulse, heavy, blood warm within her Beats new chords, old sun god chants. "You are the first mother and the last, all spring flesh has traveled through you." Aztec plumed and gold beaded, your priest kneels at the holy alter, gathers each salt pearl shed, nectar for his sacrament. You are the temple, we pilgrims swept through the gates, bent figures know the scent and petals of your presence, spread our arms to harvest blossoms, and your priest, sun struck, kneels beside you.

- CRISTINE McAULIFFE