Oh my, what a lovely country,
Americans, we are blessed.
The wonders of this country
Could never be over stressed!
Tall majestic mountains boast,
Glistening snow-crowned heads;
Blue mysterious oceans gleam
With sparkling water spreads.
Green luscious grassy meadows,
Refreshing mountain streams;
Gorgeous golden sunsets,
Fuels our hopeful dreams.
Kingly trees with arms reaching,
To offer their treasures rare;
Decorations of assorted flowers
Spread perfumes into the air.
Symphonies of tiny raindrops,
Pitter pattering hungry ground,
Choruses of songbirds singing,
Serenading us all around.
Musicians of small creatures,
From crickets to the jar flies;
Lightening bugs winking at us,
Illuminates velvet skies.
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Beautiful America,
God shed His grace on thee;
Beautiful America,
Far as the eye can see.
Beautiful America,
Ordained by realms above
Beautiful America,
The land I'll always love.
© Loyd C. Taylor
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This line took me back to my childhood " Lightening bugs winking at us, "