My America

My America is not perfect.

I’m not perfect either.

But the both of us

Are hard working,

Willing to learn,


We both have strengths immeasurable


Weaknesses we are willing to address.

For all of the good deeds in our histories,

We both have failings as well.

We have both taken chances,

And we have both given chances.

We have forgiven others,

And have asked forgiveness for our own transgressions.

Our worlds are composed of differences and diversity,

There are things that bring us together,

And things that threaten to tear us asunder.

We know both beauty and horror.

We have known great courage in those who have fought for us

And for others.

We have known great loss and sacrifice for us

And for others.

We know voices who have stood up against oppression,

We know silence and fear.

We both desire

To persevere to a higher standard of ourselves.

No matter what I do,

No matter what my country does,

We both know the truth

Of not being able to please everyone.

I am loved


I am hated


And my America.

Me and the flag. Happy 4th of July.










To all of my friends world wide, whatever your politics, whatever your beliefs, I wish you a safe 4th of July.





30 thoughts on “My America

  1. A heart-warming and encouraging essay, dear Colleen. I spent my 4th of July mainly focused on comforting animals, but I have a very tender heart for all that the one particular day has come to represent. Thank you!


    • Thank you Debra. I hope the animals faired well with your care. I know it’s rough for the animals who have no idea of what is happening.

      And like you, I honor the day for what it means.


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