Around The Corner

Around the corner I have a friend

In this big city that has no end

Yet days go by and weeks rush on

And before I know it, a year is gone

And I never see my old friend’s face

For life is a swift and terrible race

He knows I like him just as well

As in the days when I rang his bell

And he rang mine. We were younger then-

And now we are busy, tired men-

Tired with playing a foolish game

Tired with trying to make a name

“Tomorrow,” I say, “ I will call on Jim

Just to show I’m thinking of him

But tomorrow comes -- and tomorrow goes

And the distance between us grows and grows

Around the corner! Yet miles away…

“Here’s a telegram , sir.”

And that’s what we get - and deserve in the end--

Around the corner, a vanishing friend.

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