A Dream Deferred

A Dream Deferred

Oh, DeSantis! In the race for office, he stood tall,
But his dreams, now shattered, crumble and fall.
A promising start in Florida’s political sphere,
Until Trump’s shadow cast his ambitions in fear.

He set his sights on the White House’s gleam,
With hope in his eyes and a burning esteem.
But fate dealt a blow that he couldn’t withstand,
Crushing his aspirations, leaving him unmanned.

New Hampshire’s primary was meant to be his chance,
Yet Iowa’s defeat put him in a hopeless stance.
Humiliated by Trump, who held all the sway,
DeSantis realized his dreams had gone astray.

With grace, he wove an end to his campaign’s thread,
Recognizing defeat, his presidential dreams dead.
An early departure, a bittersweet goodbye,
Leaving his followers to question and sigh.

But sometimes, dreams must be deferred,
To navigate life’s twists, we must be spurred.
Ron DeSantis, though defeated and worn,
Will rise above, a new path to adorn.

For in the face of loss, true strength is found,
And from this setback, new opportunities abound.
A dream deferred, a setback in time,
But a resilient spirit, forever will shine.