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Friendship lasts beyond the grave


Does Friendship lasts beyond the grave ?

Submitted:Feb 25, 2012    Reads: 54    Comments: 15    Likes: 6   

Friendship lasts beyond the grave

The sky's so high and a wonderful blue

just like the days that I rode with you.

We would take the car and drive so long

as the music played and we sang along.

You always thrilled with the coursing speed.

You would throw back your hair

laughing gaily at my cries of despair.

To slow the car and take some care

You never did you so loved to air.

So wild and carefree was life at the edge.

Enough my friend for we have reaped that wheat

I met a man, and he's really sweet.

Where did we meet ? Oh laugh, but he is fine

was by the frozen peas on aisle nine

Oh my friend please stop your grinning.

He reminds me of you, with curly hair

and this broadest smile and steadfast stare.

He has deep steely eyes and a voice that can sing

he made me laugh and that's never a bad thing.

Sadly the two of you can never meet.

I know you would love him my Mr Right

I'm not sure he will stay, but the start is bright.

Anyway my dear, sweet, friend, I soon must go.

My Nana such a clumsy soul as you know,

the poor old dear had a nasty fall.

I brought all, but one of these flowers to take

a cheery card and her favourite ginger cake.

I hate that hospital since that terrible night

the rain and wet road and that bad turn to the right

why did you always have to push the speed.

Everyone warned you, I miss you so much

well off I must go to do my good deed and such.

Here is your flower, I wish I could stay,

but time seems to fly by, it has that way.

Sleep safe in eternal rest my dear friend.

By Tracey Owen & Brian Rueby

copyright Aug 2010


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