Member Poem

(Tribute To Kenny Rogers)

Good bye songbird,
Good bye poet,
Good bye thespian.

You,
Who wrote poetry
With your voice
And caressed eardrums
With your baritone,
Eyes with your stage walks.

You picked a fine time
To leave Kenny.
A time when ovation is loudest.

Good bye songs supremo,
You,
Who was and still is,
The mouthpiece of good gods,
Good bye Kenny Rogers.

You picked a fine time to leave,
A time when ovation is loudest.

(Poem presented as social service, all rights reserved)