Friends Poem by James Casey

Friends

Winters were a time for us to frolic in the snow
Fred and I would grab our guns and off to hunt we'd go
He was my friend a best one sure
Cancer got him, there's still no cure

Along came Greeny, we were great pals too
Hunting and working were things that we'd do
God, up one day and took him away
T'was carbon monoxide, so they say

Tommy and I were buddies of note
Dirt was our thing and that's no joke
We worked in backyards building and planting
Pools from me and with him the landscaping
God took him one morning after his walk
He laid down for a nap, again never did he talk

Then there was Wes, friends to the end
Problem was he rushed round the bend
Brain tumor, so the doctors say
I know it was God that took him away

This is but only a few of the good friends I knew
I could go on like this all day
Is it something I did to God Yesterday?
Why does God continue to take them away?

Now Terry has to have a Triple Bypass
Please God, can you make him last?
So he can come and see to my grave
Make him the one left here to save


Goodbye: Alvin, Billy, Pete, Chris, Scott,
Fred, Dick, Tommy and Wes

Jim 2006