When our country is harmed, there are those that respond.
With honor and duty they’re sent.
In war and in peace, with strength and resolve,
It’s the blood of the soldier that’s spent.
We fight and some die, on those foreign lands.
With freedom and God at our side.
And when our service is done, we need to keep on,
So we join the Legion that rides.
The souls of the fallen and breath of the living,
Bestow Gods blessings on this country’s side.
So with flags held aloft, and the sounds of thunder,
We join the Legion that rides.
When our day is past, and our duty is done
God’s angels will ask, “Have you been a provider?”
“What have you done for your country and man?”
I’ll answer with pride, “I’m an American Legion Rider”
Richard Babinger
Post 136 Mulvane, Ks
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From the revolution through this day, our Veterans are often viewed
By the world as a group of patriot citizens
With honor and fortitude!
In all conditions, they completed their missions
They gave freedoms’ bell its ring
Across our land, still taking a stand
Vets form the Eagles wing.
Ten thousand graves, marked with stone
Ten thousand footsteps marching home.
Their duty done, no reward they claim
Yet in their heart still burns a flame.
For love of country, sacrifice for peace
No human act can make it cease.
The blood they spilled on foreign shores
From jungles to desert sand
Have forever changed this land of promise,
And made it the promise land.
For people now living in this land of the free
We beg you never forget them.
Because this one nation, under God,
Still stands because of the Veteran.
Rick Babinger
American Legion Post 136
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It’s not the color of your uniform
That turns all eyes your way;
It’s the proud tilt to your salute
As our flag dips and sways.
It’s not the wars you have fought in,
Or whether or not you made it home,
It’s that you served your country proudly
In the foreign lands that you have roamed.
It’s not the trenches you have dug
Or the waters you have sailed;
It’s the pride in your accomplishments
And the reason America prevails.
It’s not about who traveled farther
In a quest to win the wars.
It’s your dedication to perfection
And that you gave your full support.
It’s not the branch of service that you honor
Or the medals pinned to your chest;
It’s the fact that you’re a veteran
That makes you one of our country’s best.
It’s not about who lives or dies—
A veteran’s soul still shines.
As long as there are people like you,
Freedom will stand the test of time.
Rachel L. Oliver
10/13/01
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It was a cold and crisp blue Kansas sky
when we gathered to tell that soldier boy goodbye.
The people didn't show up to disgrace that lad,
but we were there to protect family and friend.
The wait was long but we didn't care
for we all came along to show the respect we shared.
We all stood in reverence that cold bitter day
waiting for that hearse to carry him away.
When someone in the Guard said "look up above"
and there it was, that bird that we love.
It was an American bald eagle, the symbol of our land,
doing lazy circles above that brave lad.
He lingered awhile then went on his way
when someone in the Guard happened to say
"well, he's done his duty - he's taking him home"!
In that blue Kansas sky he's finally back home.
John Harding
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