Sonnet XVIII- To the White House
Shall I compare thee to a home from home
To which one moves in and leaves at the end?
Fame and fortune meet alike in a home
As stately home the White House do mend
Sometimes the pride of mien (in guests has charm)
But four years too long to keep their charade,
And are impeach’d or booted out at end of term;
And wise or fair in their stature surely degrade,
By chance, or people want change for change sake-
But thy pillars stand firm, You have seen it all
White House the Event for those who would make
To be seen, or led round though it were a ball.
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.