It’s a new day. In this, our United States of America, we have proved that change will come. Has come. Will begin shortly, after a massive party in our Capital.

An ode to Barack:

Wake up, coffee brewing. It’s a new day.

Shower, dress, make up. Oatmeal, with raisins. (new day.)

Pour the coffee, make some lunch.

The sun peaks over the horizon, and into my kitchen. (new, new day.)

Kiss my fella goodbye (hello, new day.)

In the car, streets are quiet. Anticipation. New day.

Drive to work, half-hour early. For the new day.

Walk to school. Everyone is quiet.

Sun peaks out from the clouds, saying hello.

Into work, into SJ’s office, watch the TV. Oh, hello, Barack. New day.

Into the auditorium, watching with the Middle School. So quiet.

Never again will such quantities of pre-teens be so quiet. New day.

President Barack H. Obama. It has begun.

Because of us: new day.