To my beloved brother Ontoy Fonsing

TO MY BELOVED BROTHER ONTOY FONSING

Now the sun goes down the sky
sorrow comes to my heart
mass is played I like to cry
time brother to depart

Hold fast to our Savior dear
lest you slip on the way
leave your form in your grave here
for us to view each day

But oh will it ever look
as handsome as it is today
time records in its great book
that corpses have to decay

So therefore we shall just close
the grave where now you lie,
your memory we may not lose
although time passes by.

Lovely wreaths adorn your tomb
friends have brought them for you
may your soul in your heavenly home
smile on them down below

The crowd stands in silent awe
with tears your interment watch
Can they forget Aloha De
played as your funeral march

Tis sad to recall that end of day
when our hearts with grief were filled
but our confort is the memory
of the beauty of the life you lived.

by Soledad L. Grasparil