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Robert L. Martin

Robert L. Martin

Our Presidents We Honor

Early November is the time that belongs to us. The candidates we choose must live up to our expectations. We must be mindful of our choices. Some live with God in their lives and consult with him when they make critical decisions, but some don’t. Since God is the most effective consul, he must be in mind. It is up to us to decide.
Since our country has run on the peoples’ choices for the presidency, it has been proven successful since everyone has the opportunity to keep a roof over their heads and food on the table. Our leaders have made sure that they have. Since God is compassionate, they must have been.
We owe a lot to our presidents of new and old who have looked out for our welfare and kept our country strong and flourishing all these years. Thank God for all that has happened.

I wrote this poem for President's Day for the "Belt and Beyond" Magazine

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Nelson D Reyes
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