Aubrey, I bless the day faces and aces of our life courses crossed
To cement the mettle and fettle grown to own relationships with colleagues
As each day, each way, each stay a laughter, a meal, a deal, a joke you tossed
Until mercy memories on the campus, on a bus, on a field lived on like flavoured figs.
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Heart-rending and grief-stricken poem with interestingly structured long lines and alliteration. Well written and meant.