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 May 2016
Rustle McBride
As you go I'm pressed to say,
you're leaving in so many ways,
and each of them I'll miss with reason.
With you it's been a fruitful season.

You're going with your brains and skill.
I never realized it until
I think of working on my own.
Yet, by your side, I see I've grown.

You're going with your wit and smile.
I've never realized all the while,
how much better work can be
with you here to joke with me.

You're going with you hugs and kisses.
The one thing I will surely miss is
how you made my burden lighter
and every day a little brighter.

You're leaving with your Cuizinart.
I should've told you from the start,
it is a loss, and I do grieve it,
and to see if maybe you will leave it. :)

But Pat, what I'll miss most is you.
You've been a friend so rare and true.
And the one thing I must say to you,
You have my thanks and my love too.
 May 2016
Rustle McBride
I wish that I could be there
to start you on your way
to tell you how I'll miss you
and wish that you could stay

to remind you of the good times
of which I have only heard
But that I see in Tonya's eyes
as she tells me every word

Alisha, you have good friends
as do your boyfriend and your son
In Tonya you have many
of which I am only one
For my wife's friend as she moved away
 May 2016
Rustle McBride
I used to have a lot of friends
Many leaves upon my tree
But time has taken all of them
and left me just with me

The wind has taken others
and some depart when sick
a few just up and left
but, others have been picked

And as the autumn greets me
I have no leave to lose
To lie, to die, to try to live.
Somehow, I cannot choose.

And I, in my confusion;
Of one thing I am sure.
Autumn leaves, just like my leaves
and I warmer once before.

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