Bozzz

I will miss you forever; my first friend
ever on this virtual space, from you I 
tried to learn how to write, and if things
went wrong, how to make them right,
I will never ever forget the long and
varied conversations I had with you,
be it about India, during the time of
pre-independence when you were
in my city of joy as a governor, or about
those sumptuous cakes your spouse
would bake for you; ‘husband at home’
the summary of yours on LinkedIn
that made me laugh, and realize the
depth of the statement, I have no doubt,
my friend that you must have been the
most ideal of husbands; your sharp sense
of humor clearly came from your enormous
range of knowledge, but what touched me
the most was your willingness to accommodate
the non-English writers like me, an outstanding
ability; your suggestions, corrections, and appraisals
of my texts buzz around me still, they’ll remain,
as it were, you will continue to be the Bozzz;
O wordsmith, the master of rhymes, dear David,  
such a deft poet, and a remarkable person I will miss.