In Leytonstone's quiet lanes he'd roam, Underneath the sky's gentle dome, Joseph, with a heart so kind and bright, Now rests beyond the veil of night. His laughter echoed in the breeze, Amongst the rustling of the trees, But now a silence fills the air, As we recall his spirit rare. Oh Joseph, with your jovial ways, Your absence dims our sunlit days, Your memory lingers, bittersweet, In each familiar winding street. Gone too soon, like a fleeting song, Leaving hearts heavy, longing, strong, Yet in our hearts, your light will gleam, A cherished part of every dream. Rest now in Epping's embrace, In eternal peace and grace, Though parted by life's transient breath, Your essence lives on, even in death.