October 2023
Toastmasters take a bow
Many words between then and now
To announce, profess, to say, to tell
No less water in the well
Each language has its thrill
It’s in each word to self fulfil
In each its own full meaning bring
To be silent, to write, to talk, to sing
When words and Toastmasters met
The long haul destiny indelibly set
Each one enriching the other
Each the keeper of his brother
Custodian of a treasure
With skill to make and measure
The kindest word that can be made
Is the unkind word unsaid
We look forward to such mastering again
As was witnessed by women and men
A bird flies through history
Carrying the Toastmaster story
Here’s to those gone before us
Who held the door open for us
The torch is passed from hand to hand
All of 99 years spun and spanned
Mike Keenan D71 Poet-in-Residence
