I Have Written Some Poetry That I

The Wind Bit Hard At Valley Forge One Christmas. Soldiers Tied Rags On Their Feet. Red Footprints Wrote On The Snow...

Look Out How You Use Proud Words. When You Let Proud Words Go, It Is Not Easy To Call Them Back. They Wear Long Boots, Hard Boots; They Walk Off Proud; They Can't Hear You Calling. Look Out How You Use Proud Words.

I Have Written Some Poetry That I Don't Understand Myself.

If I Added To Their Pride Of America, I Am Happy.

I Learned You Can't Trust The Judgment Of Good Friends.