Poets Pub 3rd Anniversary Collection - 2018

To My Favorite Barkeep (Ruechari)

To My Favorite Barkeep

I wandered into this place

Called The Poet's Pub

Where words are served

Instead of grub

The barkeep,

His name was Bill

He never, it seemed

Could get his fill.

The biggest dreamer

I've ever met

He started this place

But was not done yet

He wanted more

Perhaps a Saloon

A place for stories

By any tune

I got swept up

I signed on quick

Knowing this place

Would become epic

The Storyteller's Saloon

Came to be

It filled up with friends

And there's this place

called BG

I loved this new place

And the people who'd roam

In and out

Calling it home.

So much so

I couldn't say no

When Bill decided

It was best he'd go

I felt honored the day

He entrusted to me

Saying, "The Saloon

Is yours, Ruechari."

Bill's heart lies forever with the Pub.

A one of kind poetry club

A place without boundaries

A central hub

For all those who need a voice

A place without ego,

A Pub filled with love

There's no better choice.

Bill may you forever

Continue to dream

I hold in the highest esteem

If not for your vision

This opportunity could've cost

So many stories

And poems

To be lost.