Friday, July 08, 2005

Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on
And before I know it, a year is gone.

And I never see my old friends face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.

And he rang mine but we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.

"Tomorrow" I say! "I will call on Jim
Just to show that I'm thinking of him."
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.

Around the corner, yet miles away,
"Here's a telegram sir," "Jim died today."
And that's what we get and deserve in the end.
Around the corner, a vanished friend.

-- Anonymous

1 Comments:

At 7/10/2005 02:55:00 PM, Anonymous Jack said...

Reminds me of a similar poem I read several years ago, concerning relationship between a parent & his/her son. Believe it or not, it made me think twice about delaying activities with my boy(s).

 

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