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Victory

As I sit here thinking, I can now breathe with a sigh of relief.
I can now sleep with the comfort knowing that our life and freedom is safe.
We no dont have to worry about tomorrow and all the sorrow.
It may take some time, we can get on our feet and the world can get back on track.
It will not be easy, because the left doesn't like to face defeat.
We know they will try to fight.
With Trump and Musk by our side, we don't have to be scared, we let the sunshine in and finally open the door. Our children can now go outside to play and we don't need to be afraid to pray.
Lady liberty doesn't have to shed any tears anymore.
God can come back in and our new America can begin. 
It will be stronger and better than ever before and now our eagle can fly free once more.

Copyright © Jennifer Gregerson | Year Posted 2024



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Beauty

Beauty is the wind blowing through your hair. The smell of fresh flowers in the air.
Beauty is the birds chirping all around and ladybugs crawling on the ground.
Beauty is the sunshine up above and being 
surrounded by all the love. 
The water waving by. The butterflies in the sky. 
The leaves dancing in the breeze and the lovely sight of all the trees.
Beauty is a time to listen to the nature we take for 
granted and realize there is more out there. 
Beauty is everything we want it to be. Beauty is 
you and me. Beauty is everywhere.
All we need to do is stop and stare and know that today is today.Tomorrow will always be here and the beauty will 
always be seen on our face and in your heart.
All we need to do is start to stand up for what we 
believe and against the pain.
Beauty is something to achieve and is always something to 
gain.

Copyright © Jennifer Gregerson | Year Posted 2024


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