Old Man Sitting Alone
Old Man Sitting Alone
Steve L, Siegel
Sept. 2015
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I sit here with my dog as cars go whizzing by past
Time even seem to go by slower yet
Most of my friends are now put to rest
Soon that be my fate, as well as my pet.
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I sit here as an old man looking up at my flag
Seeing all the trouble around me
I know my time here is starting to slag
When I’m looking at my flag I want you to see what I see.
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A country that is strong and full of fight
A spirit that will never die
All working together can sit in the light
Neat and tight as a well tied tie.
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I ask you not to forget your brothers and sisters
They are what holds this great nation together
Their sacrifices were great, do not shed tears
They fought for you even in the worst of the weather
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It’s our spirit and dreams that gives this nation breath
Giving it, its life and freedoms that we get too enjoy
Helping a neighbor is not a sin, let that be our wealth
For everyone in their lives is needing a little joy.
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GB. This Country of Ours.
Copyright © Steven Siegel | Year Posted 2015
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