Hello everyone , we are half way through the month of February , flying by as usual.

Is it me , or has this winter been odd ? The weather seems a tad off , not that I am complaining .

I suppose some will blame this unusual winter on something other than what is really is.

`O it is global warming to be sure , in reverse. 

This winter causes concern on many fronts . We have lost polar ice on both the north & south pole , way to much. Where there was once a sheet of ice is literally becoming fertile farm land. That might be a good thing given the population does need the for sources that may come from the added farmland , but what of the earth itself ?

Are we to continue down this path ? or will the next sitting president really bang the drum , and get something done.

What is needed is truly not known , at least not yet , but we might be able to slow the destruction 

long enough to garner the intellect to someday bring the ice packs back. 

Until then there is just you and me and them  , the ones who run the show , the unseen faces behind the curtain of what used to be the truth . 

Let 2020 be the year everything gets counted , for something left uncounted might lead to further unseen dangers , catastrophic events our minds could never believe might be lurking in the darkness of uncertainty . 

I ask each and everyone of you to take a stand , you have a voice and a chance to use it , please do.

In honor of the holiday before us I present to you ‘ Presidents Day ‘ , thanks for stoping by , until next time take care and safe journeys where ever they my find you. 

Dreamer

Presidents Day

What is the price to be paid for the highest office in the land ?

Should a common person be given a hand ?

We celebrate the office or the man ? , 

there has yet to be a lady to run this land.

Torn away or torn apart , best destroyed none the less.

We take what is not ours and are not allowed 

to have what belongs to us.

We are asked or told  , `cause it doesn’t  really matter.

What is mine is yours and what once was

can never be again.

Have we found the answers we seek , or just more questions ?

A day to give thanks or a day of peaceful reflection ?

The highest office in the land , 

that meant something once , a long time ago.

No one needed a hand , so none was offered.

Today more than ever help is needed , 

but rarely offered.

Our world is torn , left for nothing more , 

just ramblings of a shell of nothing left to give.

We have one thought , one glimpse of hope , 

vote in November.

Save for nothing more , we spend for nothing less.

Theres is the vote , they want , your lives 

and leave nothing more.

It will not matter , but needs to none the less.

How we continue is anyones guess.

Just the thoughts of a human soul on this eve of

Presidents Day .

Think , remember , don`t let go , not ever.

God be with thee.

© Gary Stanton Ingerson

February 16th , 2020