Monday, February 19, 2018

AMERICA, by author Patricia Crandall


 
Jet streams pass over
a cherished heritage
America.
Eagles soar beneath,
symbols of righteous freedom.
I retain
one part of the main,
New York
industrious and powerful.
Vacationing south, I
traveled wide
of New England’s crowning vistas
and meshed through warm, flat straights,
wending into Florida,
poignant with crowded sunshine
and Mickey Mouse.
I am
desirous yet to see
Colorado Rockies
California style
Arizona
Indiana,
all territories united.
America
you have aged well, being
worthy of infinite beauty and greatness.
And through all the dark
you give us light.

by Patricia Crandall
 
 

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