Mildred L. Cherry
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Is it not a pretty sight?
I asked the people of our banner,
And I tried with all my might
To energize their manner. I held my hand over my heart
And stood, myself in reverent awe,
I did not wish to be apart
From the modern generation Or from those who landed here
In small ships or anyway.
Won't you hold our Nation dear?
Pleadingly and had my say. As the band marched down the street
No hats were donned that sad day.
The little children, clean and sweet,
Knew nothing of our former way Of patriotism strong and bold,
Of love of ...