May 12, 2010

old friend

often sat and looked at this photo
like many people he goes to the church club
and waits for his dinner
many pass a few say hello
most days he is on his own
reflective
soon the journey will end
hope not to soon





but who knows where the time goes
but it travels away
we are not so young
but the journey
it can be beautiful always need time to reflect
May God be with us as we wait and ponder

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MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"