Tuesday, April 3, 2018



To my oldest and best friend
a friend in need is there till the end.
I'll stand by your side and hold your hand
buy you flowers and dream of you in a distant land.

And when I get old and gray
by your grave I will pass away.

When I wake and get judged by The Man
I hope you will stand tall for me and touch my hand.
For a true friend is there in the beginning
in the middle
and in the end.

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