Better Late Than Never

On March the 5th I wrote a poem – The title was “Dear Jill,” Which was a plea that maybe The First Lady would help fill. Of course, she never saw it And my quest was not unique, But had she followed common sense, We’d not be up the creek. The paddles now must be controlled By a dynamic team Which maybe, just 4 months ago, Would’ve had a bit more steam. Yet there’s a chance the tide will turn And folks will recognize This country needs a leader Spreading dignity, not lies.