Nov. 10, 2016
I am not a fan of our president-elect either, but I have faith in our
country.
I remember my military oath at times like this. I didn’t swear to support and defend any person, president or otherwise. I swore to “support and defend the Constitution.”
I have faith in those roots. Politicians come and go like leaves on a
tree, but the tree stays strong because of its root.
I wrote this poem for that:
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Our forest world is full of mighty trees
I like my tree the best; it’s tall and strong
It’s filled with leaves that rustle in the breeze
The winds of time produce a mighty song
Our leaves all sing; our root provides their tune
Though like their songs, the leaves all come and go
But not the root, the root remains, a boon
Established and ordained to help us grow
Our root provides an anchor in the storm
Fierce storms have blown down leaves from time to time
All leaves will fall; it’s just a forest norm
New leaves will grow, our tree remains, sublime
Regardless of the leaves, our tree bears fruit
I hope all leaves keep faith within our root
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Stay strong and keep faith in our root.