John Denver
Many years ago in mid-October
Nineteen ninety seven,
A faulty aircraft fell to earth
Descending down from heaven.
The inexperienced pilot's life
Was taken at the scene...
His name, it was John Denver,
A music man supreme.
The world was overcome with shock
And filled with much despair,
John Denver's revered name will
always stay in mid-October air.
As a poet and great songster
With tenor voice like wine,
He made music for the millions
To last through endless time.
A Friend of Earth - Oh hunger not!
Just 'follow me where I go',
His lyrics were so beautiful
With Rocky-mountain flow.
He left us on a jet plane
'Take Me Home Country Roads'
But at Monterey Bay he ended
his day, our legend to behold.
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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