In dim dawn, an evil does creep,
Spawned from hell that rests so deep.
In light of day, are dreadful sights,
Our great citizens have lost their rights.
America cries.
Iniquity now blights our shore,
The bell of freedom chimes no more.
Liberty’s song has lost its tune,
Has this nation met its doom?
America cries.
Proud Harbor Lady, once so strong,
Wonders how we went so wrong.
With frail hand, she caps her torch,
Now darkness hangs upon the port.
America cries.
Yet, we know from whence the terror came,
Will redemption be in vain?
In deep of night, a trumpet blew,
Power given to the chosen few.
America cries.
Is that rumble the sound of thunder,
Or ideals torn asunder?
In the street, spreads rampant fear,
As we lose our rights so dear.
America cries.
Sing no more, sweet nation’s choir,
For all our lands are on fire.
As dread extends from shore to shore,
The laws of justice rule no more.
America cries.
~ C. N. Sky ~
Meet the squirrel who lives in the Olympic National Forest in Washington State, USA. I took his picture as he stared down at me.
I took this picture while hiking along the coast of the Olympic Peninsula of Washington State, USA. My better-half and our son visited there following the death of our daughter, Byelka, in June of 2015.
Here’s a picture for the Summer Solstice 🙂 My better-half took this photo while hiking in northeastern Oregon, USA.
I took this picture along a bike path in northwestern Oregon, USA. Daddy looks so proud!
This is a tree growing in the Olympic Mountains in Washington State, USA. A few years back, we took a hike through a forest and came upon this huge tree. At first I thought it was dead, but there were still some living branches near the top.
We were relaxing in a picnic area when out of nowhere a storm rolled in. I just loved the way the fog hung around the mountain.
Our beautiful daughter, Byelka, passed away seven years ago today, on June 5, 2015. Her spirit is still with us. In our darkest hours, her loving presence soothes us, and when we are happy she joins us in our joy. I find great peace in knowing that when my time in this world comes to an end, Byelka, and her brother Vyeska, will be there to greet me.
This is a view from a lookout on Hamilton Mountain, WA, USA.