Nancy Carol Chatlas
Uniontown, Pennsylvania
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America Is Born

America America land of the freed.
Many hundreds of years ago God planted a tiny seed.
He planted it to watch it grow.
How proud he was to see what one tiny seed could do that he had
to sow.
At first a tiny, scrawny, skinny stem and only a shallow root.
It was only a start just a little shoot.
But with the change of each season
It became stronger and seemed to give more reason
This little plant was growing into a tree
With its leaves, trunk, and its limbs as strong as can be.
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