Thank you, Mr. President. It's been a hell of a ride. Eight long years of worry and weary... My goodness, you must be tired.
Thank you, Mr. President for your admirable stance of class. For you soldiered on when ignorance fought through with hate so very crass.
Thank you, Mr. President, for humility and home. You exude a ray of warmth that I feel deep in my bones.
Thank you, Mr. President, even though I'm aware that you weren't perfect. But thanks for doing the best that you could with all that you were given.
Thank you, Mr. President, for your children and wife. Their loveliness has so surpassed the ugliness of time.
Thank you, Mr. President, for your semblance of compassion. A voice of reason in many a mess, that we'll be okay no matter what happens.
Thank you, Mr. President, for your dignity to rise above. "When they go low, we go high." And up... and up... and up.
Thank you, Mr. President, for humor, heart, and grace. History will be kind to you at the end of our days.
And yes, thank you, Mr. Vice President. I did not forget. President Dad. Uncle Joe. You're family in my head.
And finally, thank you, Mr. President, for giving us chances. Those with darker skin, different religion, sexual orientation, every gender. We thank you.
I will not forget you. I will not be afraid. From my own personal standpoint...I am better since you came. Thank you. I will miss you.