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 friends 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 if
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
This is an old poem. Poem was written by Charles Hanson Towne. look him up.
i think we are experiencing the same thing.. but i think there are reason why are old friends are not with us today..
I really like the ending of the poem.. it is nice... good one.. ric
Anders, thank you for the note. This is a truth-telling poem for sure... Yes, the days go on and we must take care of what really matters. Well said. Esther : ]
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice rhyming poem about the world of today. The world revolves at the same pace, yet the demands of us humans grow ever faster. We are tortured by the high demands that we are forced to meet, and in return we only neglect those whom we need. a great poem!