What America Means To Me
I guess the best way to describe what I feel,
is the "freedom" America has made for us real!
Freedom, to speak, what is just on our mind.
Freedom, of religion, and all faiths you will find.
Freedom, to travel, wherever you may.
Freedom, to leave or "freedom" to stay.
No soldiers, in streets, or walls built up high.
Just wide open country, and "free" open sky!
We can sleep without fear.
We can read any book.
We can express any feeling.
We can choose how we look.
What other nation could feel quite so "free?"
For only, in America, we are lucky to be.
Amen:
Copyright © Christine Scull | Year Posted 2006
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