America, We Love You

Today a little bird in a tree
Was chirping a sad song
Something within told me
In his own way he knew
Something was wrong.

Like the little bird was sad
My heart is very sad too
It's crying for those who died
On that early September day
A day I will never forget
All of my life through.

In our land of the free
Evil forces invaded it's shores
We will search them out
And make them  pay
We will protect our freedom
Like we have many times before.

America, we love you....

Ralph L. Clark © 2001

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