Obama is victorious
On the street outside my door, all is quiet
In Grant Park, Chicago, there is pandemonium, one million strong
In Arizona, a lifelong public servant has just made a difficult phone call
In Hawaii, a proud grandmother awaits burial
In America, the end of more than one era has arrived
Upstairs, our daughter sleeps quietly, oblivious to how happy her parents are for her
Hope hath sprung
Yes We Can
On the street outside my door, all is quiet
In Grant Park, Chicago, there is pandemonium, one million strong
In Arizona, a lifelong public servant has just made a difficult phone call
In Hawaii, a proud grandmother awaits burial
In America, the end of more than one era has arrived
Upstairs, our daughter sleeps quietly, oblivious to how happy her parents are for her
Hope hath sprung
Yes We Can
2 comments:
Beautifully said! Hope is in the air!
A friend of mine with a little girl pointed out that there's a good chance that Obama is the first president she'll remember when she grows up, the same way folks our age remember Reagan. She'll have a hard time understanding that it once seemed impossible that a black man could be elected president. It's a nice thought.
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