Sunday, January 31, 2016


                    Dear Garrison, I know for decades now
                    Your Prairie Home Companion has regaled
                    Us with an entertainment only thou
                    Could brew so well, and that has never failed;
                    Yet understandably, you feel it’s time
                    To put the reins in someone else’s hands,
                    Attending then to something more sublime,
                    Some artistry, perhaps, your Muse demands.
                    But what have you to give more precious than
                    The blessings of your vocal artistry,
                    A singer and a story-telling man,
                    Exalting us with wisdom and with glee?
                         With no one else so gifted in your calling,
                         The thought of your departure is appalling.