KAREN'S POEM

From Los Angeles North to San Francisco Bay
You've been on the road day after day.
Our drivers all round courteous and safe,
Taking our party to place after place.
Sight seeing in San Diego with Colleen guiding our tour,
Wonderful city sites, who could ask for more.
The Sonoran desert loomed ahead, it's cacti rising tall.
Phoenix was welcoming with free drinks for all.
Awesome interesting scenery and Geromino's Peak
Red Rock country rising up to Oak Creek.
It was on to Grand Canyon - a seventh wonder to see.
Las Vegas by night, a dazzling dream.
Across the Mojave to Visalia for a night,
Continuing next day to Yosemite. (poetic licence)
Passing cattle and windmills, we crossed the Altim ridge (not sure I've got this name right)
Those cameras kept snapping as you sped to the Golden Gate Bridge.
Missions and Priests, Monterey and Carmel
That costal highway had some feeling unwell.
Mickey, Goofy and King Kong
Isn't it amazing that nothing went wrong?
From the city of angels your flight homeward bound
Those bulging suitcases weighing more than a few pounds.
It comes that time for me to bid you farewell
Hoping you're heading home with fond memories to tell.
The only person to end up a wilted flower
Was you fearless leader Karen Power.




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An attempt at iambic tetrameter to say a small thank you.

It was at Heathrow we met her.
And soon would know her much better.
Cases she'd check and heads would count,
Detail she'd give: in huge amount
Wake-up at six; cases at eight,
Don't be late at the hotel gate.
On the coach, tell Rick now to go
Where we will stop she lets us know.
From San Diego to Phoenix
And all along Route 66
Many a fact kept us enthralled
Oh poor Rick her music appalled.
One complaint, it's her only crime
Lines of her poem did not rhyme
Who was it led us by the hour
The one,
          The only,

Karen Power