On an early November day
when the last oak leaves
clung to barren branches,
Americans from Maine to L.A.
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Though he was not my choice, he is now MY president. He has a formiddable job ahead of him and is in need of the prayers of all americans. You have here a wonderful poem, my friend. Well done. Richard
Endorse everything this verse has portrayed dear Robert - - and my best wishes for all you hope for - in the future efforts of this special man....... thank you for sharing - - - -