As my world spins
Written on an emotional election night...whether you smiled or cried...may God bless us all.
Kneeling at his feet, Cheek resting on his knee, Quiet and inhaling his peace, While outside the banshees scream. Hatred bubbles and roils, Tempests howl and rage, Shrieks of anger and of bitterness, The inmates rattle their cage. His hand pets my silken strands, A gentle glance across my cheek, My eyes close with pleasure, My heart sighs in relief. This man is my chosen candidate. My vote I have forever cast. He grants u...
