"Jona"

I long to see him one more time;
He had a peace sublime.
He did have cancer,
But he had the Answer.
He was a Good friend to me.

He could not frown,
And was never down.
He never complained
Even though he was drained.
He was a Great friend to me.

Bow the Knee
Was his plea.
He asked us to trust
In a God who is just.
He was a True friend to me.

He sang Be Still, my Soul
As death took its toll.
To God be the glory
Was his story.
He was the Best friend to me.

(c) Copyright, April 2011, Willy Walker

(Willy is a dear junior-high friend of Jona's; he included this poem in a card sent to the Torres family after Jona's home-going.)