Bobbie

Lower the curtain on life

Open the door to memory

not unchanging, but over the years to whiter

purity

Time bleaches out hate, the bad

the ordinary

 

From arms embracing

to embrace of pine

Loves enfolding never leaves

even as you slipped from our grip

 

Enter stage right

Exit stage left

No audience, footlights, encore

a life with no glory

No fame

No following

 

Only three of us here to remember you

but a life of duty, virtue, honour

reliability

lived in private, loved the same

devoted to few

 

Devoted we remain

END

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