I'm fed up with writing
And so its time to say goodbye
Many friends I've made here
So I leave with tear filled eyes

I'm not the greatest writer
For I know not words to use
But I've always done my best
To reap your criticism or abuse

I'm getting old now
More than seventy years have passed
But I'm also getting tired
And poetic words don't last

I love you all my friends
Who share poetic words and phrases
But now I must hang up my pen
For I have had my day