Elizabeth Antonova
SONNET TO AMERICA
America, my gratitude to you
and love I am unable to restrain
since one great day, when first I felt the dew
on friendly soil and joined your free domain.
New land, to you I owe my very best
that was not killed in me the final year
of trial, year that strengthened me through test
when God protected me from human fear.
I consecrate my mind to you, my pen
and faith that dawns in a triumphal day.
Just country, hope of freedom hungry men,
help all humanity on upward way,
until the boughs of...
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