Early in the morning I close my journal <br />Outside the police oficer writes his report <br />The glow inside his squad car <br />Tells me exactly what is happening. <br />Observing from the comoft of the house <br />I feel safe and grateful for his presence <br />And offer a cold drink which he declines. <br />I wonder is this the thing <br />Plus the inflation plus the hostages <br />That made Governor Reagan a President?<br /><br />Bill Grace<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/question-on-a-presidency/
