Old friend
Old friend I almost forgot the way you looked and your last name, kind of took me by surprise but! Hey got back on track and I am on track now. And so it was good to have you back in memory, back where you belong. For a while I thought I was going crazy, but I think you can understand, you know I love you but you have been gone for almost ten years now, I miss you and how! I decided to pass your old house; I was in the neighborhood, ok so I came from my new home 3000 miles away just to say hey. I miss you my friend, how are things where you are? Are you still the rising star when you ran the earth? Well I know that you could be nothing less, you were and are the best. I miss you my old friend, you had a great way of looking at this life, carefree but always her in the present, the future kind of slipped through that was what you said. And so you lived moment by moment, day by day, and you enjoyed every hour. I just couldn’t.
I saw your kids the other day they said to my “when you see dad say hey” I said with a distressed sure will, I am afraid they still don’t know you passed away. Boy! We both knew was a big pill. I wish that you could have seen them. Tom is so tall and Ben I can see he takes after you, short and thickset but he seems to be doing best, he seemed more genuine with that request. I miss you old friend, I really do, could have used a good debate last week, had too many problems and you would have taken things off my mind, you had that gift, you were good when it came to things like that. I really wish you had done like me, then I would know that you are safe, but you did not believe. I miss you my dearest friend I miss you, your imperfect ways was perfect just for me and I miss your ways a bit unorthodox, and a bit screwy but that was you, what is a guy to do? I would not be here if it weren’t for you, you put yourself in danger so I could live and then you gave and gave. You gave me the truth of God and that was love. So I could find the truth, and then I found me just because of you, if only your children knew!
Get this my friend had dinner with an old female friend, didn’t even know that she knew you, I don’t know how but then somehow your name came up and then, wow! Some how she was thrilled too, back then you were good too. Wow only if your children knew the real you, it seems as if you really made your mark, and it is good talk. I miss you my dearest old friend, I really do!
I still pray the way you showed me how, it works and how! I really miss you old friend and I will till the very end I love you, and I am almost there in forgiving you for leaving me here. But we are square and that is I guess fair you had no choice in the matter for a while it left me bitter but hey I am ok, I miss you now old friend.
Who Cares?
As I was walking in the slums one rainy night,
On the ground a letter lay in plain sight.
Inquisitive there to see,
What this letter had to say.
To my darling wife it is I,
I have failed you and the children for that I do cry.
I don’t know what I’m worth,
But I wish I were dead and buried beneath the earth.
I had my chance to choose,
I did and now I loose.
In essence I regret,
I hope this letter doesn’t come too late.
I love the little one,
You know of them I had been fund.
I have taken my course to try to be a man,
When I am finish I will make to you the best presentation.
Please kiss my little ones,
The letter now was done.
But as I looked around,
The only thing that I found.
Was the relic of a gun,
And there was blood all around.
So I asked what happened to the people standing there,
And this is what they had to share.
He really tried,
Not just to get along or just to survive
He had a God plan
To become a God fearing kind of man
He was so close…. Oh so very close,
But his wife and kids will never know.
How much this man went through no one knew,
And how he regrets the things he did ….to you.
But do you think that God ever knew?
I think so, yes I do.
But he was too far,
For anyone to help and pull him back through.
But the question is who cares?
The answer, I do.
By GtW o2-24-o9 cc
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
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