Monday, January 4, 2010
FRIEND
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 seldomly see my old friends face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
She knows I like her just as well,
And as in the days when I rang her bell.
And she 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.
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner, yet miles away,
And that's what we get and deserve in the end.
Around the corner, a vanished friend.
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