| Longing for America | 
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| My country calls to me
five senses pick Her not up
yet, I sense Her
Speak does She not
but loud does Her voice reach me
My soul reaches for Her
She is close, but far away
My heart beats with Her every wave
upon that heart my hand lays
My eyes gaze not upon Her face
Closed I breathe in with longing
Her sweet savor reaches me not
I smell Her, but it is not real
She holds everything dear to me
true to her will I be for eternity
my sweet sweet land of liberty! |
By Alicia Bruns
Copyright 2004
Listed 12/6/05 |
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