I didn't write this... it is credited to Elayne Griffin Baker but it's so poignant, so beautifully written, I just had to share..

There is no art in this White House.
There is no literature or poetry, no music.
No Kennedy Center award celebrations.
No books except the ones that were there years before.
There are no pets in this White House.
No loyal man’s best friend. No Socks the family cat.
No times when this president takes off his blue suit-red tie uniform and becomes human, except when he puts on his white shirt-khaki
pants uniform to play golf.
There are no images of the first family enjoying themselves together in a moment of relaxation.
No Obamas on the beach in Hawaii moments, no Bushes fishing in Kennebunkport, no Reagans on horseback, no Kennedys playing touch football on the Cape.
Where did that country go? Where did all of the fun and joy and expressions of love and happiness go?
We used to have a president that calmed and soothed the nation instead of dividing it.
We used to have presidents that smiled a lot and used to joke a bit during press conferences.
We had a First Lady that planted a garden instead of ripping one out, who lived in the same house with the president.
It is truly a house divided; a house without joy, without laughter… a dark, unhappy house of anger and vengeance.
We are rudderless and joyless.
We have lost the cultural aspects of society that made America great.
We have lost our mojo. Our fun, our happiness.
The cheering on of others.
The shared experiences of humanity that makes it all worth it.
The challenges and the triumphs that we have always shared and celebrated.
The unique can-do spirit Americans have always been known for.
We have lost so much in such a short time…
We are lost.
(Elayne Griffin Baker)