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Our Golden Shore
Our hearts belong to America
shout it across the land of the free,
Where the Stars and Stripes proudly
wave over the land of opportunity.
Our America, sweet America
where heroes came forth to die,
To keep always free, so our dreams
can reach the sky.
From around the world the journey
begins heading for our golden shore,
They know in America hope is real
for freedom opens the door.
A light from Heaven guided our path
our Maker’s hand has been at our sides,
Blessed we have been because we follow
the One, That for us was crucified.
JRS © 2-24-02
The "Okie" Poet
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