Thinking of posting a poem I browsed some old stuff of mine

When one quickly caught my eye which I thought would be just fine.

But reading it reminded me that it would be a steal

From the much-missed pen and courteous mien of the late Harry O'Neil.

I realised how it had impressed me when I read it at the time,

And how I copied it word for word -  not to seemed a crime!

Those who remember Harry will know just why I did;

He had the gift of reaching the mind by prising up its lid.

The poem I found tells of his joy in life through being born,

And if there's any life hereafter he'll surely see its dawn.

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