Clouds racing for the far horizon. Running from the evening light, wind comes in short, hard blows, causing tree limbs to whip, irregularly. The Sun peeks through cloud masses and rain, like sheeted glass, splatters on the window.
Everyone, please take note,
It will soon be time to vote.
There is still time to register,
But not on line.
So look up the locations
And complete your registration.
Please don't treat this with distain,
If you do, then don't complain.
There are people, in this land,
Who are trying to undermine,
The pillars of Democracy.
These people make lots of noise
And will say "Boys will be boys".
The women of this modern day
Are not goin to go away,
So listen up you old men,
There is still time to make your amend.