I had some friends

My Friend



I had a friend for many years,

We met before the day

Where Father Time had touched his face

And streaked his hair with gray.



We met when I was very young.

He held me in his arm

And softly whispered in my ear

"You'll never come to harm."



"You have my heart my little friend,

I'll never leave your side

No matter what will come along

Our souls forever tied."



So I went home, to my surprise

My sister came with me

And while she liked the strange old man,

She clearly did not see.



He was much more than one to wake

For breakfast at the dawn,

Or one to let us go outside

And play upon the lawn.



He loved me even in the days

I couldn't come and play.

He'd hold my head and stroke my chin

Bend close and softly say,



"What's wrong my boy, come out and play,

Come join me in the sun."

And though I'd try to play with him

My playing days were done.



I'll not forget when last I saw

My big and gentle friend.

He held my head and stroked my side

I knew this was the end.



Although I tried to lick his hand,

My eyes began to close,

And as I was about to leave

A tear caressed my nose.



So now I wait outside a gate,

The sun is warm and bright.

The fields are green and water sweet

With stars so bright at night.



And though I've yet to step inside

These gates of pearly white,

The sound of music ventures forth

And warms my heart at night.



For now, I'll wait. It won't be long,

My path will soon be free.

My friend will walk me through the gate

You see . . . he'd wait for me.

To CoCo and Taterbug