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Monday, February 10, 2020

FEBRUARY 2020 -- Celebrating Presidents Day with a Poem

(Artwork credit: https://www.flickr.com/photos/caseyflorig/)



                                 The office of the president
                                  Is one job no one should crave
                                  If your skin’s too thin, or heart too broad,
                                  Or your mortal soul you’d like to save.  
                                  You run a gauntlet festooned
                                  With big doubts, road blocks, and fear,
                                  Requiring grit and fortitude,
                                  Yet not the need for affirming cheer.
                                  Your cabinet might thwart you,
                                  Congress lives to make things tough.
                                  For even when you bull’s eye the green,
                                  Spin can leave you playing in the rough.
                                  Yes, president’s a thankless job
                                  No matter if you’re red or blue.
                                  Your only hope is that history
                                  Looks back with a gentler, kinder view.





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