Dear Daddy Poem by Barbara Attaway

I remember a day not so long ago
You sat under hot CBS lights
Giving your account
Of that first 'Day of Infamy'
You were there
You said it was your honor
To raise Old Glory
That December seven morning
At first light on Hickam AFB, Hawaii
Forty-eight hours later
You lowered it
Though it was torn and ragged
It waved bravely on

Both you and that beautiful flag
Made it
And so
I am here to retell your story

Daddy, there has been another infamous day
I am thankful you were not here to see it
But, Daddy, our flag, tattered yet intact
Still flies
Because of heroes like you, Dad
It shall always wave
Over the land of the free