Abraham Lincoln (1809-1865) was the 16th president of the United States until his assassination on April 15, 1865.

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Rest In Peace Abraham Lincoln

© more by Neil Dickinson

Published by Family Friend Poems April 2014 with permission of the Author.

There once was a fellow named Abe
And today is the day he was slayed
John Wilkes Booth took his life
As he sat with his wife
Who was visibly shocked and dismayed

In Kentucky Abe Lincoln was born
A State that would later be torn
When a war was declared
And a nation prepared
For a lot of dead soldiers to mourn

He moved the Hoosier State
Where they always have corn on their plate
In the law he was trained
Much respect he attained
Winning many a rousing debate

In The Senate he later would serve
With copious gusto and verve
Then The White House he sought
Which he won by a lot
But many down south were unnerved

As President, Lincoln decided
That the law of the land was misguided
And that slaves should be freed
But the south disagreed
And the country was badly divided

What ensued was a horrible war
Full of death and destruction galore
The battles were heated
The south was defeated
But one aimed to settle the score

Now one hundred and forty-nine years
Have elapsed since his family and peers
Put Abe Lincoln to rest
In a hickory chest
With their faces all covered in tears

On the penny and five-dollar bill
Lincoln's image is used to instill
A sense of assurance
And fiscal endurance
Cashiers keep them locked in a till

So today we remember a man
Who was clearly no flash in the pan
With his odd looking beard
He was loved and revered
But was not a big hit with the Klan


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