When I heard that you had left us
I was simply blown away...
How could this be possible?
Seems like we were laughing just yesterday...
I will never forget your laugh...
And your devilish smile...
We never knew what you would do next...
You had a unique style! ! !
We would laugh at reality
each and every day...
In Bill's garage
I can still hear you say...
The signature's a curse
be careful what you do...
After 45 years
I see this is true...
So my dear departed friend
I will think of you each day...
Peace, rest and comfort
I hope you've found today...
Your last words
will help dry my tears that flow...
You punched me in my arm and said,
hey bro...
' I Gotta Go'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem