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My Friend
So long for now my dear old friend,
It’s time for rest and a time to mend.
No more worries or pain to bear,
Just endless time with the Lord to share.
I know you’re home across the crystal sea,
That’s why my tears are shed for me.
No more will I hear Come in! Come in!
I wonder how many times it has been.
No more will I count on your friendly smile,
When I stopped for batteries and visit a while.
Yea, my friend my heart is sad,
But because I have known you it’s also glad.
I know one day we’ll meet once more,
And like the falling rain our stories will pour.
JRS © 7-8-03
The "Okie" Poet
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