My dear friend, my older brother,
You passed away upon request,
That call was done by God, my Father,
For you to leave and have a rest.
My treasure lost, I feel alone,
I want to talk to you again,
My heart is pressed by heavy stone,
I force myself to hold the strain.
We’ll meet again, my dear brother,
A call will come one day for me,
I want to be with you, together.
For you I pray my Lord, Amen!
Auckland, 9/10/2020
With love from the Bastadjans
On the death of Malcolm Bonnington
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