Marge's Good-bye Poem

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A Good-bye Poem by Marge Baker

I sat down at my kitchen table

To write a poem, if I were able,

When I was young, and that’s a while back,

I could write a poem in nothing flat.

But time, they tell me, takes its toll,

What can I say - I’m getting old.

Woodbrook has been my winter home for 36 years,

Every thought of leaving brings the tears,

I’ve made many friends all tried and true,

I must say, I’ll miss all of you.

I can’t begin to name any names,

If I missed someone, it would be a shame;

Just know, I’ve loved my life here,

And I’ll miss you all, never fear.

But I’m old enough now - time to settle down,

The very thought makes me frown,

I must say farewell, good-bye, a fond adieu,

May the good Lord be good to you!

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Comments

[stan mccormack]

Good Work By Mary
Mary: I believe others will enjoy. Well Done!