All the years before the Corona pandemic, my Sweish neighbours from across the lake used to celebrate the 4th of July with a party, having themselves spent 32 years in the United States. To them I dedicate this poem.
July 4th, 2020 🇺🇸
It is the fourth of July.
A day we usually
Fill with joy:
Fireworks, parades and games
Its names:
Fourth of July:
Independence Day.
United, free;
No more a colony;
A formal declaration
Made of five brave men
And Thomas Jefferson,
Making history, and
The beginnings of a USA.
So, Americans,
My dear, dear Swedish friends
And any there may be elsewhere,
Let us wear the day
In camaraderie and play.
Most all in harmony.
Happy, Happy 4th July! 🇺🇸
July 4th, 2020 Our Times, Our Culture II; Arlene Nover Corwin
Arlene Corwin Poetry 