Leader of Men

Leader Of Men - By R. Anderson - MY FATHER ROOSEVELT is dead. Why should that line Strike to my heart as if it told The death of some close kin of mine, Father or brother, friend of old I never saw him face to face Just once some fourteen years ago Outside the crowded meeting place, When he addressed the overflow, The fearless eyes, the firm-set chin, A man who loved the nobIer fight, The short swift gestures driving in The things he knew were just and right A newer, deeper reverence For things that never can grow oId, Judgments so filled with common sense Fools did not realize their gold..............