Signers - of the Declaration of Independence

Upon the magic dial of time,
The years have passed away.
One by one we add them up,
Until we have today.

Each moment flies on feathered wings,
Where endless strides are cast.
Where remembrance of life's cherished gifts,
Come soaring from the past.

Men dream and pray,
They work to achieve a goal.
And with the help of a power supreme,
There's a fulness to the soul.

The will to build for something strong,
Was in their wondrous mind.
That the limitless bounds of happiness,
Should come to humankind.

It gave them hope and lavished,
Freedom on a choice land.
And for the "Constitution",
It was divinely planned.

Their vision rose to bear them on,
That suffering acts might cease.
That fear should ever be erased.
Within the realms of peace.

It was a better way of life,
With eyes to see the need.
Framed by the laws that God inspired,
In strength, a lasting creed.

So surely, surely, did men move,
Upon that wondrous hour.
To fashion those precious documents,
By an ever guiding power.

For a mighty force did roll them on,
With justice gained by laws.
To build a life men dream about,
In a good and noble cause.

All honor to those men aspired,
Whose insight made them see.
The glorious part of...Providence,
To make our history.

Our praises...to the minds of men,
Who wrote and planned it well.
So much that generations, hence,
In gratitude...will tell.


E.P. 1908 - 1989