Over the River and Through the WoodA Poem by Scott H.To Grandma Moses' house we don't go
“Over the River and Through the Wood” Over the river and through the wood We give our thanks as well we should Home of the brave, land of the free Dawn’s early light, say can you see From Plymouth Rock to western shore A growing nation needing more We took the land with no remorse For Sitting Bull and Crazy Horse North and South and Civil War Back of the bus and different door We had a dream and now we have A black President on Pennsylvania Ave Purple mountains, rolling plains Granite walls inscribed with names Separation of church and state Yet still we passed Proposition Eight Over the river and through the wood We give our thanks as well we should Land of the free, home of the brave It’s not my soul you need to save
© 2008 Scott H.Author's Note
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