"You ask me why I love Her? Well, give me time and I’ll explain. Have you seen a Kansas sunset or an Arizona rain? Have you drifted on a bayou Down Louisiana way? Have you watched a cold fog drifting, over San Francisco Bay? Have you heard a bobwhite calling In the Carolina pines, or heard the bellow of a diesel at the Appalachia mines? Does the call of Niagara thrill you when you hear her waters roar? Do you look with awe and wonder at her Massachusetts shore, where men who braved a hard new world first stepped on Plymouth’s rock? And do you think of them when you stroll, along a New York City dock? Have you seen a snowflake drifting In the Rockies, way up high? Have you seen the sun come blazing down from a bright Nevada sky? Do you hail to the Columbia as she rushes to the sea, or bow your head at Gettysburg at our struggle to be free? You ask me why I love Her?
I’ve got a million reasons why: My Beautiful America, Beneath God’s wide, wide sky”.
So fucking beautiful words!