his tenure,
on this earth...
is done.
sad is the sky today,
as id in memory
and the fields he planted,
miss his loving care.

to his family scattered,
but loving,
the calls were made.
his only request,
reiterated to all.

please bury me,
in the shade.
i toiled my lifelong
days,
in sun and rain.
let me rest eternal,
in the shade,
of the old ghost gum.

so now he lies among
the roots of the ivory and
silver barked tree.
looking down,
on the market garden
of  lettuce, carnations
and snow peas.

and his family scattered
but loving
are hopeful
he is finally at ease....

as they stand and
remember earlier days
and grieve the loss,
of their link to the land
and think sadly but fondly
of the man who had
the greenest of hands.