For Bagsy
A tribute to John Baker a friend
With heavy, heart I sit
memories of times in the past,
pass through my mind.
Never to meet you again,
sadness echoes in the silence,
life gone, laughter denied.
Therefore, I let you rest,
no more suffering.
I say a last few words to end;
you were a friend,
now to be sadly missed.
Gone are you, but not forgotten.
Goodbye and God bless.
29 April 1980
poem by David Harris
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