I wrote this after the last event

 

16.04.11 - 69) My stint done without refute

I ended with a tribute

To the folks in that Texan town

Where the soil is a reddish brown

The wind blows across the ground

An’ the folks are nice to be around

Whether at work or play

Always give you the time of day

I came for the Forrest Fest

Like all I gave my best

I learned when writing, a trick

Applause making you fingers click

Not a clap by noise or name

But appreciation just the same

So when I drive out of here

In the mirror see Lamesa disappear

The one thing for which I’ll yearn

Is one day to return