It’s evident that the president
will soon begin his second term.


I dig back in memories
and I go back to Hoover.


And I recall
in the house where I grew up
no one felt good
concerning  Roosevelt
and even Eleanor drew scorn
near the place  where I was born.
But Franklin had four terms anyway.


Those times survive in recollections
and  by this time.
I’ve gathered quite a collection.

Where I live
some folks go back to Coolidge.

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