My Friend

Sun, 09/01/2013 - 10:58 -- bprater

My friend,
In this life,
We all have our time.
Sometimes,
It’s when we’re young.
Sometimes it’s when we’re old.
None of us knows
When our time will come.
 

My friend,
I want you to know
That I’ll always be there for you.
I’m just a phone call
Or text
Away.
You have my ear and my shoulder.
I’m sorry about your friend, but
In this life,
We all have our time
And God said it was her’s.
 

 

My friend, it’s OK to cry.
Your friend will never die.
Not if you hold her,
Close to your heart
And never forget
The joy she brought you,
Much like you have done for me,
My friend.

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