  i see a man through a child's eye he stands strong with a smile on his face and i think nothing of it I see a man through a teenager's eye and i nod in respect to what he had overcome i see a man through my adult eyes i recognize the greatness in him i see the blessing of the Maiden's unfettered and infectious laughter in the lines around his eyes i see the blessing of the Mother through the pride his children carry i see the blessing of the Crone that this man had Her Wisdom and used it to the best of his ability in his lifetime i see the blessing of The Three in the love,
 respect and admiration shining through even beneath the sorrow of his wife go Home,  young man go Home,  Mr.  President go Home.  and know that you are loved by your family by the family you have woven with the Spirit of America know that you are well- remembered and laugh 
