Around the Corner

Around the Corner

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.

– Charles Hanson Towne

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.

[I apparently added this to the end of my entry. I don’t remember why, I just did.]

I was perusing my old word files.  Things I haven’t looked at since I saved and closed the file… in high school.  Anyhoo, found this poem and I thought: I did NOT write this.  I only had doubts because I didn’t put the author’s name at the bottom.  Back then, I would covet prose, but always gave credit. So, now, I give credit, because it was so simple to find.

Curious thing though: There were two more stanzas… didn’t rhyme… so I think they are mine.

Also, this is synchronistic…. Today, I was told a close family friend passed away this morning. I’m not sure what to do with death. Grief just doesn’t work for me.  My grandmother died last month, and a similar thing.  I was not sad she died, simply sorry I didn’t call her when I could have because I didn’t know what I was going to say to her other than “Bye.”

It’s synchronistic because I meant to write something about her… about my grandmother, and never did… except for right now.

Lucy will be missed.  She was a sweet, loving woman, sister and aunt.

Sorry…. is all else I can think to say.  I want to say something to her nephew, my friend, but I’m not sure what…. “Sorry, I heard about Lucy. Give my condolences to your mother and the rest of the family for me. Hope you’re doing ok, and I hope everything is good as can be at this time.” …Yeah, ok that works. Hahaha. Everything works out once I write it down…. ::smacks side of head with heel of hand:: “Get out, you… you stupid thoughts!”

No regrets.


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