Color Gaurd
Your upraised so high, and I am so low
I upraise you so high, each and every day
Each night I lower you down, like a show
We complete this task, even in the gray
We never forfeit in the cold, the wet
I fold you with thirteen folds and nine stars
I protect you like you are a cadet
Each and every day I check you for scars
I tie you to the rope that ascends you
With the best, up you go to be seen
The only that may touch you, is so few
But when they upraise you, it is a scene
You are my life, and my job and my legacy
My only wish, is that you would thank me