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 friend's 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.

"Tomorrow," I say, "I will call on Jim"
"Just to show that I'm thinking of him."
But tommorow comes and tommorow 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.

Readers as of February 3, 2000

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