cappie Posted September 3, 2004 Share Posted September 3, 2004 Around the corner I have a friend, In this great city that has no end, Yet the 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 but we were younger then, And now we are busy, tired men. Tired of playing a foolish game, Tired of trying to make a name. "Tomorrow" I say! "I will call on Jim Just to show that I'm thinking of him." But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes, And distance between us grows and grows. Around the corner, yet miles away, "Here's a telegram sir," "Jim died today." And that's what we get and deserve in the end. Around the corner, a vanished friend. Remember to always say what you mean. If you love someone, tell them. Don't be afraid to express yourself. Reach out and tell someone what they mean to you. Because when you decide that it is the right time it might be too late. Seize the day. Never have regrets. And most importantly, stay close to your friends and family, for they have helped make you the person that you are today. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
homeschoolmom Posted September 3, 2004 Share Posted September 3, 2004 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DancesforLove Posted September 3, 2004 Share Posted September 3, 2004 thats really sad, I like that alot, it reminds me of this poem "I Am Not Here" Don't stand by my grave and weep, For I'm not there ~ I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow... I am the diamonds glint upon the snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain... I am the gentle autumn rain... When you awaken in mornings hush, I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circle flight... I am the soft stars that shine at night... Do not stand at my grave and cry... I am not there ~ I did not die. ( of Native American Origin ) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
littleflower+JMJ Posted September 3, 2004 Share Posted September 3, 2004 wow beautiful! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Scofizzle Posted September 3, 2004 Share Posted September 3, 2004 this may be the deepest thread ever on the open mic forum Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
StColette Posted September 3, 2004 Share Posted September 3, 2004 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Noel's angel Posted September 3, 2004 Share Posted September 3, 2004 those are beautiful Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ToanVu Posted September 3, 2004 Share Posted September 3, 2004 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jmjtina Posted September 5, 2004 Share Posted September 5, 2004 bump... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mr. Cube Posted September 5, 2004 Share Posted September 5, 2004 Sweet. I'm gonna print it out, and give it to my friend. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DancesforLove Posted September 5, 2004 Share Posted September 5, 2004 hey mr. cube is your first name Ice lol Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lil Red Posted September 5, 2004 Share Posted September 5, 2004 those are great! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mr. Cube Posted September 6, 2004 Share Posted September 6, 2004 lol Nah, it's Mike. My friend loved the poem, btw. :wub: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sanvean Posted September 6, 2004 Share Posted September 6, 2004 [quote name='DancesforLove' date='Sep 3 2004, 12:10 AM'] thats really sad, I like that alot, it reminds me of this poem "I Am Not Here" Don't stand by my grave and weep, For I'm not there ~ I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow... I am the diamonds glint upon the snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain... I am the gentle autumn rain... When you awaken in mornings hush, I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circle flight... I am the soft stars that shine at night... Do not stand at my grave and cry... I am not there ~ I did not die. ( of Native American Origin ) [/quote] I love that poem... my choir sang that last year. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Janana8706 Posted September 23, 2004 Share Posted September 23, 2004 I really like this, I'm Bumping this so I can print it off later, i don't wana wake my dad up. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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