Fallen Friends

To my best friend:

The day they laid you down to sleep
I prayed to the Lord; your soul he’ll keep
Until the appointed day and time
when together we’ll meet; and all will be fine

With all God’s; creatures great and small
go run and play now, have a ball
No more aches; and no more pain
just bright sunshine; no more rain

Rest in peace; for now best friend
cradled in God’s arms; to the end
Dream of that special; day and time
when we’ll meet at the Bridge; one last time

Once again then; all will be fine
we’re together forever; till the end of time

John Quealy

     

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