Green was his colour
A man of the Earth
He rode his motor pony
Wherever his path led
He lived life in the moment
No time for regret
I’ll always remember him
I am really glad we met
His life was cut short
But it’s not how long
Rather how bright
As so often happens
I never could say goodbye
I believe we’ll meet again
So ‘till that time,
this must suffice
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