Always Want To Abide

Wish I Always Was Wish I always was in America Perfect place where I want to be My poem was inspired by Andrea Who has meant so much to me. Trees stood tall and rivers were wide Found fragrant flowers and history In America, always want to abide Clearly seen and to me never a mystery. By God was planned perfect and profound While we are all safe, sane and secure For American we soon will be bound And then there start to take a tour. America is were we finally did arrive And all the people which we had met Were glad that God had let us survive How pretty was the stunning sunset. Always inspired by Andrea Who loves living in America.