Tribute poem to our member’s by Sally Ross
My chair is still there but where am I
It’s been four months since I said goodbye
I’ve missed the meetings and morning teas
The poems, the stories the camaraderie
Gentle James, artistic Suzanne.
Enquiring Janice’s, Estelle with a plan
Roger’s stories of his sisters the witches, on seat of his pants,
car races in ditches.
Ron with his interesting editorial quotes,
Danielle with her snip-its and off the wall jokes
Les with his school days a teacher to boot
Yvonne with a laugh, our meetings a hoot.
Rhonda had stories about a small fish
Lorraine is the President she always look swish
Leonie writes newsletters our editor in chief
Rosalie writes her books, which feature Caleath
There are more in our group it grows everyday
And where am I?
I’m home but away!
