Jackie's Dress and the American Flag

Reading books about George
along with being the first,
I've long imagined days of old
and how triumphant our leader felt.

I could hear tears falling from mother-
as she recalled the day Kennedy got shot,
and she knew he would be the one to lead us
but all that was left was blood stains upon;

Jackie's dress.

Jimmy enjoyed peanuts and his love for humanity
could be felt among-st the stars,
his smile lit up a room, as a child
I felt that from him.

I voted for Bill the day I came home
from having my second child,
standing in line with a pillow
to my stomach and a need to vote.

Loving this country the way I do
leaves me breathless, but never
embarrassed, the way I felt when Donald
arrived.

I like the determination gaze I see in Abe's eyes-

it lingers with me
for I'm just a Yankee doodle dandy Andy..
(nick name from my father)
and Ill always rest my hand over my heart.