If one day I should pay the most costly price,
To be called upon to make the ultimate sacrifice.
I would do so gladly to protect those I love,
To defend my country; the land of the brave.
My Mother would cry as they in solemn honor-
Hand her my flag; which was draped over my silent still coffin.
Folded neatly, three points facing out,
For honor, for courage, for commitment.
Guns will sound off; and the bugle will play,
As yet another Corpsman is laid to rest.
My fellow Marines and Docs will salute sharp and smart,
As from the heavens I sing â€œEternal Father, Strong to Saveâ€.
The same flag I fought to defend,
Flying proudly though I am gone.
Would grace more than just my coffin,
To remind all of what still must be done.
Tears will be shed for Americanâ€™s have bled,
For the steadfast red, white, and blue.
From the Revolution to the War on Terrorism,
On the Altar of Freedomâ€™s cause.
I am an American and a Patriot,
I am one of this Great Republicâ€™s sons.
A brother in arms with the men and women,
Who have served before me and will after I am gone.
So I shall stand my watch and mark the time,
As the hours pass one by one.
For another day has gone by and I am proud to say,
America is still free.
-In memory of HM3 Youngblood
HM3 Jonathan Michael Benedict Adamshaspert, USN Copyright 2005