A short poem of our gifted country.
Sparks of fire enlighten the night,
as crowds gather to take in the sight.
It is on this day me declare our freedom
like the shining sun in the spring season.
Our forefathers drew up that blessed decree
that brought liberty with hearts of glee.
Old Glory sways in the air
to ensure the way that’s right and fair.
No other country is as kept by God
as others are amazed, thrilled and awed.
Life liberty, and the pursuit of happiness,
We feel joy, peace and gladness.
With colorful explosions that brighten the dark,
It gives us peace and joy of heart.
Look upon our great, proud land,
gifted by the Swift Sure Hand.
God upholds us with prosperity,
His everlasting gift from sea to sea.