He’s back to the hurly and burley,
Alone with his thoughts going squirrelly…
Kind folk did
Come to where he hid,
But retirement was too early!
He won’t go away,
Unless the Rapture’s today!
He misses the crowd
And shouting out loud,
To let folks hear what he’ll say!
Great cheers to the eighteen or so,
Visiting a blog readership low…
He’ll keep you informed–
His heart truly warmed–
For support you chose to bestow.
Broken promises forgotten,
Being put off felt rotten…
Of you very few
I’m beholden to you,
For in compassion you were stopping!