Lincoln Reacts to an Obama Button

Abraham Lincoln Winked at Me

I saw Abraham Lincoln wink at me.
The statue that is.
Nighttime in D.C. The darkness. The light. He is breathtaking.
There on business I have the taxi stop; I always visit in the dark.
This complex president: He thrills me.
The quiet. The reverberating stillness of stone.
Never tiring. Just waiting. Slightly hopeful.
Breathless I climb the stairs and look up at this great man.
I am intimidated by the power and the words that surround …
“CONCEIVED IN LIBERTY,” they make me tear.
“… DEDICATED TO THE PROPOSITION THAT ALL MEN ARE CREATED EQUAL …”
Boy this guy could write.
A long workday. Wearing an Obama button on a tired blouse.
Now, almost, maybe,
Could Abe have dreamed such a happening?
So soon. So late. So, I took off my O-button and laid it at his feet.
The guard would remove it soon, but, for now, it was a quiet night and no one watched.
I looked up at his beautiful face and Lincoln winked — so help me, God.
I rushed to shuttle home;
The last plane out.
I was there.
It happened.

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