~*There are just no words to express my deep
Sorrow for all of my dear brothers and sisters
who have lost their lives in this terrible attack on my
beloved homeland, the home of the brave and the
land of the free. My prayers are with those who have lost
Loved ones and a deep pride in those brave men and
women who died trying to save others. We salute you and honor you*~

~*Oh My Children What Have you Done?*~

Oh my children, what have you done?
Broken the heart of my innocent one
Killing each other, causing such pain
Filling my earth with this bloody stain.



I can hear the cries, both night and day
Of mothers and children as they kneel to pray
As bombs explode, buildings crumble and fall
And lives are lost under towers so tall.



You claim to serve Me, but I know you not.
You lie and you steal, and havoc you've wrought
You've filled my world with anger and hate
And sealed on your head your eternal fate.



You've broken the commandment, Thou shalt not kill.
And taken away my fair daughters' free will.
Under cover of darkness, you've plotted and planned
To take away freedom on every ocean and land



You've deceived many hearts, turned them away
Brought even closer that great judgment day.
All over this world the destruction will come
By your broken commandments of this Holy One



You've opened the doors for horrible wars
With the bombing and death on American Shores
So many more lives soon will be lost
For liberty and freedom, this is the cost



Now, my children, turn your hearts back to me
For only in me can you keep countries free
Bloodshed and destruction will not save your lands
Your future survival lies in my just hands.



True strength is not power to make others fear
It's in humility and gratitude and holding life dear.
It's loving and understanding and trying to change
And solving the problems in lands that seem strange.



Oh my children what have you done
Broken the heart of my innocent ones
Caused them to mourn and groan and quake
Don't you see how many lives it will take?

By Shirley Winters ©September, 2001

"Old Glory"

There is nothing more beautiful,

to an American you see

Than the waving flag, Old Glory,

symbol of the free.

There is nothing that can touch the heart

nor bring tears to our eyes,

Nor cause swelling in the bosom

as she waves against the skies.

The many hands that held her

as they fought for liberty,

And raised her on the battle grounds

for fighting men to see.

She's the symbol of so many things

we hold so very dear.

Things our "Fathers" fought for,

on soil far and near.

Let us put our hands upon our hearts

and salute her as she flies.

and remember what she stands for,

and where our freedom lies.

~*By Shirley Winters*~

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