Born on the 4th
by Ben Holmes
You were born on the 4th in the month of July,
In the year of 76'.
You breathed life on that hot summer day,
To inspire a land of disarray.
People would cheer and shout
To throw those English out,
And bloody years followed that day.
There were 4ths in years like 77',
Where the end of war would be like Heaven,
But patriots kept up in stride.
When New York was taken
And Baltimore shaken
And Philly let the enemies in,
Washington was left
In a state of distress
With his army was frozen and beaten.
It was not until,
On a night of great chill
That Washington found a way.
The enemy In Trenton
Had been drunk since dawn of Christmas Day.
On the early hours after Christmas night
Washington led his men with fury
And swept the Hessians with fright.
This battle is considered a turning point
But the War went on with weary.
The Rebels took drastic steps to coax
Which seemed to be their only hope
The French to fight the English hosts.
Not until 78' brought glory
Did the French help decide America's story.
The war dragged on for three more years,
With Liberty far in sight.
When defeat at Yorktown for the English came
They left America with pouts and tears,
And left the Yankees without any shame
For driving them out after so many years.
And they must've thought back to 76',
When Declaration was lifted high
By a gallant 56.
And today we cheer loudly south and north,
Our first birthday of July the 4th.