Aug 6 Farewell dinner

I wrote a poem for the farewell dinner.

When the sun comes up
Over the ocean blue
And the green grass glistens
With the morning dew

Where will we go
What will we find
How can we stretch
And fill our mind

Spirits soaring
Wheels on the road
For the time being
This is our abode

We look forward 
To discover new places
We enjoy seeing
All the new faces

Why do I do it
Weather be damn
Because that's just
Who I am

So, it's been fun
It's been real
Hope to see you again
Round the curve, over the hill

Sandi HEINEMAN