He IS my President
Several weeks ago, I was on a walk in my neighborhood and I saw a sign which read HE IS NOT MY PRESIDENT. The message of the sign got me to thinking about whose President a president is. It led to this poem.
He is My President
I pray for Barack Obama
May he have the strength today
To represent this nation in a most amazing way
May you keep your eye upon him
May you give him what he needs
Be it mercy, understanding or a band-aid when he bleeds
I must confess, about him, there is little that I know
Yet, he is in the driver’s seat, deciding where we go
So, I pray for him, my president, may he have the strength today
To represent our nation in a most amazing way.
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