Our Loved Land
We love it, we laud it, we honor its name.
We want to protect it, this country of ours.
Our forefathers bought it with blood, sweat and tears.
They left it with words we must never forget.
Simple men served it and saved it for us,
And folks for its honor are willing to die.
They've come in great numbers from all of the world,
To states melded together, one nation to be.
Her skirts are voluminous, lengthy her reach.
She's gathered us here in harmonious way.
Our love gives her riches and wealth ever more,
Filling her corners, West, East, North and South.
As we teach our children of her worth and beauty,
America must always be loved by us all.
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2019
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