Theodore Rooselvet

In the historical archives, many trails have led to The making of a legend, those born with the pioneer spirit Of individuality, bred deeply within their soul. Such was this man we called, Mr. President, Theodore Roosevelt. A cowboy rough rider, whom wrangled his way with true Grits fight, making his way to the oval office round-up in Washington, DC, Thus America's pride, was alive within Teddy's wild heart. This wilderness environmentalist, who's grand vision, Had the foresight to leave a wondrous gift behind him. To a nation beloved by him, this honorable man, Bestowed his legacies inheritance for future generations, To enjoy forever, the green valley's known as the National Parks and National forests. A nation's founding father, his face indubitably Engrained, into solid granites bed rock, on the exterior of Mount Rushmore, so does it bare witness, to this presidents Greatness unto posterity. A rugged individualist, believing in the fair deal policy, For all men, should all have the same rights and liberties. Theodore did so carry a big stick, but spoke softly, In the foreign policy arena, thus receiving the Noble Peace Prize. Drive did he, the stake of progress across the raw landscape Of Cuba, creating a man made wonder, called the Panama Canal. But if asked Theodore Roosevelt’s greatest achievement, Was the raising of his children, and living life to it's Fullest depth's degree. A grievice day, to lose one such as he, but this man Whom loved adventure, looked at the death as only The beginning of another chapter's turning of a page, Beyond lies another horizon's sunset to be explored. Don't cry at the loss of one such as myself, Shed no tears, yet raise a toast instead, on my behalf, Celebrate how I lived, and for the little accomplishments I've left behind. For in this way Theodore Roosevelt wished to be Remembered and the greatest tribute of all. BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN