Goodbye, it seems so final, In life, we'll say a few, Though didn't think 'twould be as hard To say "goodbye" to you. Your stories on your 'facebook' With 'nature chats' expressed, I'm pretty sure your readers Did end up being blessed. Made mention of it often, The love you have for Tweed And torn between Line 45, Your hearts love did succeed. So now you're heading back to Hearst, A half days travelling, Your 'chats with nature ', they'll be gone, No more your sparrows, sing. Your concerned love for others, With sponsored walks, to raise Some needed funds, assistance, Then your Creator, praise. So think about us often, As we, will think of you, Your Generations family Unite, to say "adieu".
Poetry I have composed throughout the years. Some specifically for people, others for printing in anthologies