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Happy 4th of July with the poem “I Hear America Singing” by Walt Whitman

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Dear readers and subscribers, I wish you and your family a truly extraordinary Independence Day filled with joy, celebration, and reflection on the rich tapestry of our nation’s history. As we gather to honor this significant day, let us embrace the profound words of the poem “I Hear America Singing” by Walt Whitman, which beautifully encapsulates the diverse voices and vibrant spirit that make our country unique. May this day inspire you to appreciate the freedom we cherish and to share in the patriotic fervor that unites us all in gratitude and hope for the future!

Stand unwaveringly in your beliefs, boldly champion what is right, and passionately chase after your heart’s most fervent desires, for it is in the pursuit of our dreams that we truly embody the spirit of independence. As we gather with loved ones, let us also take a moment to honor the sacrifices made by those who came before us, recognizing that true freedom ignites from a courageous spirit willing to face challenges head-on. Let this Independence Day be a celebration filled with boundless joy and uncontainable enthusiasm, where laughter rings out amidst the bursting colors of fireworks, and we collectively commit to creating a brighter future for generations to come.



I Hear America Singing


I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear,
Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it should be blithe and strong,
The carpenter singing his as he measures his plank or beam,
The mason singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work,
The boatman singing what belongs to him in his boat, the deckhand singing on the steamboat deck,
The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the hatter singing as he stands,
The wood-cutter’s song, the ploughboy’s on his way in the morning, or at noon intermission or at sundown,
The delicious singing of the mother, or of the young wife at work, or of the girl sewing or washing,
Each singing what belongs to him or her and to none else,
The day what belongs to the day—at night the party of young fellows, robust, friendly,
Singing with open mouths their strong melodious songs.


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