Proud To Be An American
I love her mountains, her valleys, her skyscrapers, her lakes.
She makes me happy in every way, I am proud of her for sure.
We have our ups, downs, problems, fantasies and fakes.
But all in all, America is red, white and blue, true and pure.
We may have our differences, but we stick together in the end.
We can be proud of our country, our freedoms and our wealth.
Depending on our neighbors, calling all Americans our friend.
Being diverse is as important here as money or health.
We have our own ideas, and we let each other have theirs too.
We are proud of our cultural diversion, and what we all can do.
We are Americans first and forever, get that in your mind okay?
Proud to death that we can claim as ours the good ole’ USA.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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