For Ivor In Friendship

i just had a call from Sam Bowen to let me know that his father

our friend 

IVOR

has passed away

i have lit a candle to light his way 

to that place where we will all meet

then i went into my garden to think 

of all the things I could remember about him

short poem:

I thought to live for two centuries or three

yet here comes death to me,

a child of just 75 years old

short poem: 

I come to my death in daylesford

and here to my delight

i find, beside me, my own parents and brothers

family i can talk to

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“The best way to say good bye is to intensely remember all the good things.”