Go, Fourth!
The Fourth of July is a birthday event,
Of fireworks, parades, and a testament,
That an idea shared is a nation’s prize,
More than churches, and battles, and history’s lies.
Americans all wave the flag on the Fourth,
From the West to the East, and the South to the North,
For a day at least, we can stand together,
Like the stands we took in the worst of weather.
It’s all the bad times that have made us all strong,
Not the smug apprehension that we did no wrong.
Mistakes have occurred and we’ve learned from the pain,
So we’ll stand up again knowing what’s there to gain.
As the Flag marches by on this Fourth of July,
With a pang in your heart and a tear in your eye,
Link arms with your brothers, and stand for the pledge,
And be glad for their strength for we stand at the edge.
The world need not fear us, for we pose no threat,
And the best of our being they haven’t seen yet,
America rising in awesome display,
Is a reason for gladness, O World, on this day!
NicknamedBob . . . . . . . . . . . . . July 4, 2007
