A Good Man by James Riley.

A good man never dies--
  In worthy deed and prayer
And helpful hands, and honest eyes,
  If smiles or tears be there:
Who lives for you and me--
  Lives for the world he tries
To help--he lives eternally.
  A good man never dies.

Who lives to bravely take
  His share of toil and stress,
And, for his weaker fellows' sake,
  Makes every burden less,--
He may, at last, seem worn--
  Lie fallen--hands and eyes
Folded--yet, though we mourn and mourn,
  A good man never dies.

Eddy will be greatly missed. His welcoming smile & handshake embodied the spirit of Irish Hospitality, making the ancestors proud. His genuine and undying love—for both humans and dogs—will live on in the hearts of everyone to whom he extended his Failtes  galore. Always encouraging, always believing in hard work & good deeds. Go n-éiri an bóthar leat! May the road rise with you! - Michael