Puzzled (a poem)

Which way shall I turn?Oh, how I yearnTo have this puzzle solved for me.His adorable earsOr her heartfelt tears?Is it Barack or is it Hillary?Substance you say?That won't get in my way.I want change and I want it now!I look toward the sun.A new day has begun.Not a worry line creases by brow."Yes we can!"What a man!A savior might this bright being be?Yet the red telephoneGave me pause, I own.I won't fret.  I'll just wait and see.Mimi Evans Winship(Read Full Post)