My Sister wrote this and dedicated it to our uncle who we lost before it was his time.
It was that terrible afternoon 12 years ago to this very day
That the angels decided to come and take you away
The uncle and son. Brother. Friend, the man we love
Was sadly taken from us and sent home to the heavens above
The news quickly spread that you had been taken
We hoped it was a joke and that you would awaken
But our fears were real and we were told it was true
It seemed all too surreal to be saying goodbye to you
The police force and family together, all gathered around
As many broken hearts let tears fall to the ground
As the poem goes.. 'Twas Mulga Bill from Eaglehawk'
That was you of which people would always so highly talk
You lit up peoples faces as you walked down the street
You were the guy that so many people longed to meet
Everyone knew you as that great bloke, Billy Gunn
Knowing wherever you were there was bound to be fun
But fate interfered and came up with the plan to take you away
So many hearta and lives were shattered on that day
Why you? we wanted to know why it was you that had to go?
But I guess that's just something that we'll never know
Maybe heaven needed a new police officer up above
Knowing his memory would live on through all of our love
Or maybe God's angels had a need to be protected
And God took you, because only the best are selected...
