Today is not a holiday
We celebrate like some birthday
Instead it is a mark in time
That saved us all from our decline.
Six, six, four, four, who can forget
Those memories without regret
The world we knew was on its knees
Until those ships did sail the seas
To land upon that foreign shore
Where thousands died and so much more.
How sad that we discard their deeds
And in the end, neglect their needs !
FORGIVE US LORD.
This man reviled by all the press
Who came on board to fix the mess
His name will live in history
He saved this nation for the free
And time alone shall tell the tale
So many stories to regale
Have faith that in the end we’ll see
His name will mark our victory !
There is a flag flies in the wind
Red, white and blue and golden fringed
And from my window every day
Its mighty emblem is displayed.
Sometimes its folds blow in the breeze
And wave to all the leaf-filled trees
Its symbol shouting freedom first
With such a sympathetic voice !
There is this call that I now hear
It happens every time each year
The bells peal out and my heart cries
Takes all my strength to face goodbyes !
There is no way I can convey
The sadness that I feel this day
So many wars for all those boys
Who early left their childhood toys
To wear that uniform each chose
Before their lives came to a close.
So be it blue or white or green
Brown, khaki, tan or in between
Whatever color works for you
They fought and died, red, white and blue !
THIS IN MEMORIAM 1776 – 2018
Good morning Lord, this is another day
With all new miracles spreading our way
Among the olden dreams we still expect
Like fantasies perchance that we reject
Who knows what favor God will deign to show
Let’s give it time to spread and shed and grow !
Oh Lord sometimes I find I cannot bear
This useless pain I suffer everywhere
I’ve searched so hard to find another way
To force this endless ache to fade away.
My strength is gone and my courage got lost
As I feel myself in a tempest tossed
Dear Lord, what shall I do to set me free
Help me to score this last small victory !
We are a people born to be free
To cherish peace and sweet liberty
Since we began in seventy-six,
As we fought and died and took our licks
More than two hundred years in the past
A long time now in this world so vast.
We’ve stuck it out and held on so tight
Through coldest days and in darkest night
We’ve fought off each villain we have met
And what this cost we shall not forget
But now the fight’s for our heart and soul
We cannot afford to lose our goal !
In many dreams that I recall
I’ve seen the writings on the wall
Those simple words a judgement were
And caused the fall of Belshazzar !
Now Daniel was a man of God
Much suffered as his life was hard
But win he did as we all know
And latter days, his writings show.
So much that we have all been told
Of visions from those days of old
He brought us truth that we will see
God’s ultimate great victory !
Rise up, rise up and sieze the dawn
Another day, another morn
With one last chance to be reborn.
Pursue your dream or seek your cause
It’s yours to take to heal the flaws
Still yours to win, go, stop or pause !
It is not peace we’re searching for
Our peace won’t come before God’s war
What we need now is Joshua
To sound the trumpets with his corps !
There is no honor in a war
That is not what the battle’s for
We fight to gain a victory
To bring us peace and set us free !
Oh gracious Lord, the snowflakes fall
Like camouflage disguising all
The ugliness that war has wrought
Within this web in which we’re caught
How wonderful this world would be
If peace should score a victory !
Soon dark will come and curtains fall
I hear those faroff voices call
They speak to me of distant times
Of other places, other climes.
It brings to mind those yesterdays
When life seemed full of pleasant ways
And God and man together were
In league against old Lucifer.
But now all rules are cast away
As nearer moves our judgement day !
May you find joyous peace
May The Lord bless your life
May your troubles decrease
As you parry with strife.
May the hand of the Lord
Heal the ache in your heart
And with loving accord
Give your life a new start.
Why did you take my dreams and brush them all away,
Like scattered ashes of some forgotten yesterday,
Blown with the biting dust of winds that swiftly glide,
Just drifters on life’s road, unwanted, cast aside?
I’ll mend the twisted fragments that have not been lost,
Time will veil some pieces and never count the cost,
A feckless sort of action, yet task worth knowing,
By simply standing tall, find endurance growing.
Wisdom laced with caution that loneliness will marry,
Gull’s nest on seaweed, though set adrift, may tarry,
A titmouse, in the thornbush, emerges, wings intact,
While dreams that died of neglect, often seem abstract.
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Claire V. Bogdanos 