She stands with her back to the shore
a patron colossus of yore
whose skin overlaid
is the soothing green shade
that welcomes the hungry and poor.
From her torch of mythic renown
to the hem of her matronly gown
she’s destined to be
the Queen of the Free
for all seven points on her crown.
The epic of Man isn’t done
there are chapters not even begun
and eons from now
will she still endow
us with courage to free everyone?
***Happy 125th!!***
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