The long dreaded call
Came late last night
Papa has departed
This earthly life

The light long lit
Has finally gone out
No more to sing
No longer to shout

The torch passes on
To me his namesake
One son to one son
Next to my one son too

From Henry and Robert from the 1600's
To Elliott and his father, Robert Davids,
To me in the 21st century
What a long and tangled web of history we make

Rest in peace my father
And we too will soon be passing
From this life to the next
From history to eternity