Poem -

WE ARE LOVED!

WE ARE LOVED!

The Eagle flies with beauty, strength, and life's longevity...

Watching our every move...

Flying free...

Reminding us that here is its home...

The flag reminding us of the original thirteen colonies in its stripes...

Displaying a star for every one of fifty states...

We were born with strength and unity in the name...

The Eagle and the Flag...

Should always fly high and proud...

With our hand over our heart...

Why aren't we happy and proud?

So hard we were fought for...

So much we should remember...

We are loved!

Hugs...

sparrowsong 

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sparrowsong

Hello Linda...

Thank you very much! 

Glad you enjoyed! 

Hugs...

sparrowsong 

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Rose Sho

Nice write Sweet Sparrowsong..enjoyed

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sparrowsong

Hello Sweet Rose...

It was 1782 when the Bald Eagle become our national bird for its traits...

Great thinking back in those times...

Like us...

They made some mistakes,  but they didn't have near the access to knowledge as we have to today...

They were about God and Country...

The wisdom they did have was thrown in the trash along with the map, dreams and possibilities...

Glad you enjoyed! 

Thank you for your comment and support...

Lots of love 

Hugs...

sparrowsong 

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