To Marge, and Nan, and Balladeer,
To Toe and Liz and Tamera-
I see more clearly through your words
Than photo from a camera.
No time nor room for every name
Who has a blessing been-
Like Ruth, DeVine, and Meadowmuse
To name a few of them.
And whiskey, desperado, after I am gone
Adhere to my friend Jim’s advice-
I charge you both, “Write On”!
And if it seems your ink runs dry
No inspiration be....
Then gaze into the western sky,
And write a verse for me.
I do not know what lies ahead-
Nor just how long I’ll stay...
I do not comment often, so...
Before I go away...
I thought again I’d tell you all-
The pleasure it has been
-Since I took my place among
This treasured group of friends.
So just in case I post no more,
I’m very glad we met-
Your kindness and your fellowship
I will not soon forget.
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