Bill, with his infectious laugh,
When his upper body jogs up and down.
He greets with a smile and a hug.
Always pleased to welcome
And sad to say goodbye.
Every summer, a party in the garden.
Always the sun shone.
He took charge of the barbeque,
And left Jan to do the rest of the food.
Talking and laughing all afternoon
A grandchild visited all summer,
A different one each year.
Random guests also stayed.
Often from overseas.
Always they were welcome.
Russia. A favourite place.
The scouting movement,
International links
Building friendships,
Sharing experiences.
He was Brother, Cousin, Uncle,
Husband, Dad, Grandad.
Friend.
Lovable and cuddly.
Bill
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