Preserving Our Freedom Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Preserving Our Freedom



Recalling another election when I was a child of twelve, my
Dad working for Barry Goldwater, all six of us girls at the
time volunteering, stuffing envelopes, helping any way we could.

Enjoying being in this political atmosphere immensely, leav-
ing an everlasting impression in the mind of this young child,
today here I sit, listening to other politicians.

Absorbing their ideas, what they're saying to this generation,
everyone trying to preserve our freedom, Constitution and the
American Dream here in the U.S.A., except for our politicians.

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