Old Glory
A precious gift is old glory....
our nations stars and stripes...
standing in history..
dauntless States unite,
As glory stands for all of us..
sisters and brothers throughout the land..
a nation united in God we trust...
in democracy our forefathers planned,
As we live to fly old glory...
prosperity stands throughout the land,
as we live and vie from tyranny...
sisters and brothers share liberty's hand,
As we rendezvous with destiny,
in glory and liberty, go hand in hand,
for the dauntless eye in memory....
underlie the spirit for such that stand...
as the Betsy Ross entity...
flies for every American.
Copyright © Lawrence Ingle | Year Posted 2008
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