A Vanished 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 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 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.

                      .....Lana