Softly, he left us and
We will always remember
That first September, when suddenly
He was no longer amongst us.
His quiet words touching
Our hearts and minds with
Silent moments of reflection.
His pen rests, his earthly work complete
The fruits remain, to each as one
One person, one place, one Nation
Amongst Nations
His gift delivered is ours forever
“Noli temere” He is always with us.
A lifetime of work has ended
A lifetime fulfilled, eternally remembered.
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