AROUND THE CORNER
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Around the corner I have a friend <br>
In this great city that has no end, <br>
Yet days go by and weeks rush on <br>
And before you know it the year is gone. <br><br>
And I never see my old friend's face <br>
For life is a swift and terrible race, <br>
Yet he knows I like him just as well <br>
As in the days when I rang his bell <br>
And he rang mine. <br><br>
We were younger then, <br>
Now we are busy tired men,<br>
Tired of playing a foolish game, <br>
Tired of trying to make a name. <br><br>
Tomorrow I'll say I'll call on Jim, <br>
Just to show I'm thinking of him, <br>
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes, <br>
And the distance between us grows and grows. <br><br>
Around the corner, yet miles away, <br>
Here's a telegram sir; Jim died today. <br>
And that's what we get, and deserve in the end; <br>
Around the corner a vanished friend.
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--- Author Unknown --- Submitted by Joseph Castner --- New Jersey<br>
This poem was on the back of a business card for a sporting goods store, of all things.
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