What is thing that has popped into my mind of late? This thing about the flag and the good old United States. I never realized the beauty of it furling in the air. It has caught my eye, there is nothing that compares. Our country, my goodness. What does it take? My mind got the picture, it was sure quite a shake. My Country 'Tis Of thee, I heard you playing this morning. The meaning was there, it gave no warning. So much to be thankful for. All we do is complain. All the people who gave us our freedom, and we show no shame. I'm glad our flag has caught my eye. I'm gonna watch more often way up in the sky. Our county, our dignity, our pride, and our friend. Our good old America...
on her we can depend!
Written by: S. Matheson July 3rd. 2001 |