Wonderful Sight Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Our American flag, hanging limply upon a flag pole in
the courtyard of the senior center, every once in a
while a gentle breeze trying to unfurl and let it be
free, flying independently.

A wonderful sight to see for any true American, showing
us we are totally free and no one can make our colors,
red, white and blue run, no matter what anyone can think
of doing.

Always locked and loaded from an early age, knowing all
safety rules, honoring the right we have to bear arms,
only a few factions are disturbing this honor.

Criminals, felons, politicians and evil perverse people,
namely the muslims, wanting everything for themselves no
matter the cost to others, destroying lives, communities,
children, women, just to please their perverse desires of
selfishness, greed and hatred.

Yet, looking into the courtyard, watching our National
symbol waving in a gentle breeze, bringing a peaceful and
soothing contemplation within, always letting us know
that we are still free and being blessed by God, always.