The Stolen Stars

By |2016-04-16T22:22:30-05:00April 17th, 2016|Categories: George Washington, Poetry|

When good old Father Washington Was just about to die He called our Uncle Samuel Unto his bedside nigh: “This flag I give you, Sammy dear,” Said Washington, said he; “Where’er it floats, on land or wave, My children shall be free.” And fine old Uncle Samuel He took the flag from him, And spread [...]