Just Around the Corner...
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 friend's face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him just the same,
As back in the days when I called his name.
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."
We don't like the way this poem ends, so...
Don't let tomorrow come and go,
Change that end,
By calling that friend!
"Don't allow the grass to grow on the path of friendship."
Native American Proverb
"A friend is one who walks in... when the rest of the world walks out."
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