I sat awed, in wonder: viewing
pageantry unending, drawn like
magnets into hours of daytime
celebrations, watching his prime;
watching Hisítre feasts its eyes on
Ronald Reaganís legacy and
triumphs. His mark measures foes long
past as turnabouts sing his song.
He tames anger. Work companions
saddle pessimism. Lives of
daily dealings iron away hate.
Nancy lives it all at last date.
. 2004 Carol Dee Meeks