As I looked out the window
birds soar across the sky,
O how I envy their freedom,
their realm ever so high.

I remembered America's liberty,
and how this country began,
when settlers came and started
a new life with their clan.

And now, so many many years later,
this world a dark place.
But America is still shining,
with all it has to face.

Miranda Sss

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/america-is-still-shining/