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.

 

Dave, my friend. Just saw this thread. What made you post this?

 

A sentimental moment...

 

I know of a lady friend that I let drift away. Maybe this is my wake up call to contact her.

 

Hi. Dave! :hello
I sometimes like melancholy.

 

Jim, back from the desert our we?

 

Not really, Dave. Just checking in. I'll be back next Sunday. See you then...

 

Dave,

In that sentimental moment, did you write that poem?

Either way, whether you did or did not it is a good reminder for us to keep in touch with our long time friends,

Thanks,

Matt

 

Matt,

Me write a poem? Did you see my prior post "our we"..... I need a secretary.

Just a meaningful message; in fact, I plan to meet one of my old college buddies on Aug 4th and it seems to fit the bill.

 

Who was I thinking of? Damn, I must be old.