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Fire him now
was said aloud,
without a jury
to prove a guilt.
Why do we rush
towards a judgement day?
There will be more
opportunities to then say,
you have been found guilty
by your select Peers,
based upon facts,
not smoke and mirrors.

Grattis på farsdagen!
Vrolijke vaderdag
Felíz día del padre!
Bonne fête des pères!
Feliz dia dos pais!
Buona festa del papà!
Frohen Vatertag!

The days have grown longer,
longer than before,
but soon they will shorten
and be less, not more.
It will soon be Winter
with frost at your door.

Bring forth the message.
I will not fail,
be it hand written
or even in Braille.
Words are the strength,
residing within he.
Hear my message to you.
Please don't ignore me.

Smile after smile,
a waving of hand,
another smile,
she's still in command,
of all the minions,
in this, her own land.

Photo shared by Heather Cox Richardson from Letters from an American

The days grow long,
the nights are short,
with no place to go,
so hold down the fort.
Keep your love strong,
no matter how hard
and you will survive.
For here you belong,
at home, being safe.
Where ever you are,
please keep the faith,
as your guiding star.

She was a kitten,
not a lioness yet.
She would challenge you,
but should not fret.
Her words had promise,
to all the World and thee.
She was the virtue
and would always be,
the strength of this Nation;
A Nation of We.

Out of the darkness,
it came.
A warm breath of air,
with rain,
to wet the dry earth
and tame,
the day of hot rays,
not blame,
as new life grew
and became,
a greener life for all,
no shame.

It sat alone,
within a box;
on a small
piece of cloth.
The brown eyes,
a black nose,
whimpering sound
of warm delight.
A new puppy
warms the night.
The old memories
crowd the mind.
Comes the sigh
of thinking back,
your first puppy,
white and black.
A different color,
then your neighbors;
still a dog.
Why cant we
do the same
with our humanity?

I write these words to you.
The words I write
are yours to read and review.
It may seem trite
to many readers; one or two,
when I write of love,
the words you can persue.

These words are written, with love too.
Wishing a Happy Mother's Day to you.
I miss my Mother in many ways,
recalling all of those happy days.
Of time spent in raising me,
into this World; Land of the Free.
Happiest Mother's Day, my wish to you.