The JOHN HANCOCK is signed
We can easily find
The names quilled in ink
But does it make you think?
Our country needs everyone
To take a deep breath, exhale
And set out on a new trail
Listen to the wind blowing through parched minds
As it clears away the boundaries and lines
We are all citizens of the United States of America
We are all one, whole, connected, searching for Utopia
There may not be Utopia, but there isn’t Dystopia
We can rearrange; we can change or stay the same
It’s all up to you
To do what you believe to be true
Every heart, every soul, every red-blooded American girl or boy
Reach out your hand; take a stand; embrace each other with love and joy
I am alone this 4th of July
But if I cry
They will be tears of redemption
That will fill my emptiness
United We Stand
Strike Up the Band!
poem by Deborah A. Bowman
BowmanAuthor and Writer/Editor 
Deborah this is a lovely poem. Such talent you have.
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Thank you, Sister Marion.
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Lovely poem, but I don’t feel like rejoicing for my country the way it is now. I’m a veteran, and this isn’t the country I vowed to protect. ❤
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Me either, but we all have to start within ourselves or the message will not spread. Use your white light, my angel. Send the joy. We must recreate this joy in every heart. Blessings. I understand your point.
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I know you’re right. I fall off the wagon some days. LOL! Thanks for righting me! ❤ Love and Hugs back to you and Molly.
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Well, it certainly is challenging for us all, isn’t it?
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Exactly!
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I love the patriotism of Americans, Deborah. A wonderful poem. Hugs.
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We are a melting pot, but we have a common bond in spite of it all. In the words of Walt Whitman (one of his many versions, of course: “I am a part of every person I have ever met. And what I assume, you assume. But I separate myself and sing myself … and we are but Leave of Grass.”
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❤
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Thanks, Twin. Not my usual, I know, but I tried.
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Yes! We must stand together! Something we seem to forget too many times. Blessings, Deborah. You are never alone ❤️
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Thank you, Dorinda. It’s our world and we have to claim it to reclaim it.
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Amen, sister!! 🙂
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Typo from an editor, ha ha: “Leaves of Grass”.
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Beautiful!!!
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Lovely poem, Deborah! Your words resonate and I feel your pain. God bless you 🤗 💕
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