Boot+Kitty=Poetry in motion
Balladeer is here, my friend,
Within words read o'er and o'er again.
He's posted memories in our hearts,
And shown us all our better parts.
Ache not for where he may be now,
But hark instead and allow
Your memories of this friend so fine
To carry you through this barren time.
He's shown us all the brighter side,
Of love and loss and wounded pride.
Though his pen enjoys this brief respite,
I'm sure he's not ceased to write.
He's 'Deer to us as he is to you,
This man of worldly wisdom true.
His silence speaks loudly for poets all,
His gift of verse will again enthrall.
So, Balladeer, take your well-earned rest,
Your gilded pen has truly blessed
The dreams of us who here aspire
To be lifted by you ever higher.
I guess that rascally Toerag will find some mean things to say, but I've been blessed by 'Deer (and Toe) and sometimes I wax a bit sentimental.