You are a beautiful place.
Filled with love and happiness
But also hate and sorrow.
From the highest reaches of Congress
To the slums of Chicago
Every facet of life
is shown somewhere in our lands.
The pride felt in all is different
But we are all the same
Regardless of sex, creed, or race
And anything in between.
Being an American
does not entitle us to be 'better'
Than any other
And it never will.
Dear America,
I love you so
I just wish we all were
honest and kind.
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Reid
Jul 04, 2018
Abriatis, I'm so happy you found Young Writers Project! Your words are so welcome here! I especially love your last wish for America. Me, too, Abriatis! Well said. And thanks for taking some time on the 4th of July to write a letter to America, this fantastic, flawed place!