‘So here’s my grand finale,
I’d love to stay for more... but
The director’s waving in the wings,
No chance of an encore.
I’ve much enjoyed the journey
I’ve travelled far, I brag,
But alas my engine’s at a stop,
I’ve reached my checkered flag.
Remember me in better times,
Those happy days behind.
Have a laugh at my expense,
I promise I won’t mind.
And with your laughter raise a toast,
I beg you please don’t wait.
Start without me, my dear friends,
I suspect I might be late.’
Bye Steve, my old mate... give ‘em hell up there!
Christopher about 1 month ago
Very beautiful, Neville. My condolences to you and Steve's family. I enjoyed the time he was here on Drablr.
Lisa Williams about 1 month ago
Sad news but a fitting tribute. Hope you doing ok xx
Neville Hunt about 1 month ago
Thanks Christopher and Lisa. My poem went down well with the church full of friends and family, particularly the family, who were the most important audience of course. People recognised it as what he might well have said were he able, and it seems to have encapsulated many of his passions... cars, motor racing, theatre, ballet, travel, socialising and beer and fine wine.
Drew Martyn about 1 month ago
As Lisa said, this is a fitting tribute to him and I can imagine how well this went down with his family. Hope you're ok, mate, you should feel very proud of this poem :)