Category: Poetry for Patriots

There, in the post storm lit sky God’s palette paints the heavens Three colors separate but blended together This beauty we are given  From in this glorious firmament A promise

It’s curious to me how joined we are When our country is attacked But when the peaceful times abound We only seek each other’s back  I guess we need

Towards the middle of the century passed Our youth marched off to war They heard the call of leaders wise And obeyed from near and far  Not knowing

When I look in our bright blue sky And see our flag waving My heart fills up with patriots pride Cause she’s surely worth our saving  Brave men and

Standing at this barred door Hearing shouts of glory from inside Knowing what is coming Seeing courage fear can’t hide  Thirteen days they held it Thirteen days of waiting for the

The evil that pervades this world The multitudes it holds The darkness that directs their paths And makes them act so bold  Destruction is what they desire To take

The freedom of this river As I stand upon its shore And watch it flowing quietly Or see it’s mighty roar  Reminds me of our nation A people brave and free Living

What does a warrior mean to meWhat does it mean to youA person whose body is ready and strongOr a person whose heart is true

Our Founding Fathers knew it was our rightTo protest the things we thought were wrong To gather together in a peaceful group And petition our leaders in word and song  To

The slogan of Save America’s Freedom Foundation (SAFF) is, We Still Believe.   One of the founders of SAFF and Board Secretary, Tony Sims, is among his