You are the reasonI've seen fearless men,Take to the streets for what they believe.But what courage is that?And to you I see strength and bravery.For you left the safety of your home,Venturing beyond the sea.To a battle far away.Against violent men for silly gain.Endlessly you stand for freedom,You push through the blood shed.For our greater good.You are the reason,We can hold our heads high.You are the reason we can reach for the sky.You've given us hope, and strength.To protect the land we stand upon,As you fight for it on foreign soil.Thanks to your selflessness.So I can confidently say,I'm proud to be an American.S
Last NightLast night I watched the fireworks. They were bright. They were beautiful. Shimmering lights of blue, red, green, gold, silver, and white decorated the night sky. So much smoke rose into the atmosphere, adding a much more spectacular effect.As I watched the wonderful sight, I couldn't help but feel a little sad. Yes, the fireworks were a beautiful thing to see. But as they burst into the air, all I could think of was Jake. I wish he was here. I wish he wasn't up in Twain Harte. I wish he could wrap his arms around me. I wish I could see the fireworks light up his face so I could see his smile.At the thought of him, a smile tugged at the c