A song has not been written
‘Bout the freedoms that I own
Didn’t know I’d miss them,
‘Til compelled to stay at home
The miracle of liberty
Granted in the USA
All written down on paper
At risk this very day
So, I sing this song of freedom
Of want and will to roam
Thank you, God of wisdom,
As you call the bad guys home
3/26/20 #1
6:27 AM – 6:38 AM