A rose is a rose, it withers and dies,
A friendship needs love, in order to thrive.
A true friend is one who stands by your side,
In the happiest days and when you have cried.
So let your friends know that you will be there,
Forward this to all, you want to know YOU CARE!
-Author Unknown
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)
If, 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.
-by Henson Towne
