In earth and sky
Tis such a joy to see
A brave man die
To come face to face with eternity
“Bulla” Hanna is gone to rest
Of any man dying
None could be more blest
As he looked to his God and faced his west
Many have come and gone
His parting was the best
With joy in his heart
He was happy and smiling and still full of jest
Bulla saw a light beguiling
As he approached the long night
Happy was he, along the way
Satisfied with his life
And not afraid to say
He was happy and devoid of strife
He knew that he had
A full, full life
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