Wonderful Wednesday Celebrates Lincoln’s Birthday!
Wonderful Wednesday Celebrates Lincoln’s Birthday!
February 12th is the birthday of Abraham Lincoln.
Let’s celebrate this special day with a poem!
Be creative, have fun
and commemorate the birth of a famous American!
Abraham Lincoln’s Birth Place
Abraham Lincoln’s Mysterious Birth
Hello .. Welcome to Wonderiful Wednesday .. Where we are Celebrates Lincoln’s Birthday our sixteenth president .. Bring your muse pictures and are vibes share wit here ta nite .. Hugzzzzzzs Now .. :love: :love:
LINCOLIN BIRTHDAY
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The white house you never been
Yet you were the sixteenth
President of ststes
Of the best that freed the people from slavery
Made a mends where there were none
Fought the battles
Stood strong
You wrote the
Lincoln Gettysburg Address
Now your plat read
Under God shall have a new birth of freedom and that government of the people by the people for the people
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Written By: Bettie Davis ——————————————- © February 1o , 2o14
ABE LINCOLNS DAY OF MOAN
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Twixt earth and the heavens
Where things decay and love ones lost
In dreamy shadows rise
Freed from all earthly vile
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Seem hallowed pure and bright
distance die away
passing by
In a distance land
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We lingerin list its roar
Dusky mountains please the eye
Memory will hallow all
We have known
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To woods and fields and scenes of play
Where many were but few remain
Old familiar things
Lost and absent for ever more
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friends change as time sped
Childhood grown manhood grey
Half are now dead
Ever sound appear knell
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Last of the love ones tells
How nought from death could save
Yet the tears they did shed
And every spot a grave
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Tombs more of dread
When terror spread mournful song were so sang
Far distant sweet and lone
Funeral dirge sadness fills the halls
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Ere yet the rising God of day
Seemed sorrowing angels round
Air held his breath and trees with the spell
Swelling tears in dew-drops fell upon the listening ground
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Tet this to shall past and nought remains
Why dost thos tear more blest ones hence broken hearts
Hast lost the power to know
Yet other live on
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Forever mute the dead be still fare thee well
Subject now of woe
Mental pangs by times
And leave him ling’ring here
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Written By: Bettie Davis —————————————— © February 1o , 2o14
THINKIN’ ABOUT LINCOLN
At dawn on February 12th, I awoke, blinkin’,
My toes a-curlin’ and my nose a-crinklin’.
Downstairs in the bar, glasses were clinkin’.
Folks were gettin’ an early start drinkin’.
In a few hours they’d all be stinkin’
on the birthday of Lincoln.
I got up, looked out the window,
too bright to see stars twinklin’.
While I was tinklin,’ I began thinkin’,
thinkin’ about Lincoln.
I went outside with my gun, started plinkin’.
Still thinkin’ about Lincoln.
What was he all about?
Freedom.