All Because of Them
I live where I want.
I do what I want.
I travel where I want.
I worship where I want.
I read where I want.
I love who I want.
I hate who I want.
I write what I want.
I paint what I want.
I vote for who I want.
I rant when I want.
All because of them.
About this poem.
The meaning of the day too often gets lost in the picnics and holiday regalia.
Tom
Quarry House 
Tom,
How true! The meaning of the day does get lost in the picnics and holiday regalia.
Thanks for the reminder! Jim