My Friend Poem by Penny Chesek
My Friend
A Friend of mine has got to come to grip,
Of how his life is just going to rip,
A Family he does leave behind,
Half of which are seeing this blind,
He's had a rough life, Along the way,
And now he's being made to pay,
We'll miss him this is very true,
A lot of people will be truely blue,
But through it all, He'll make you smile,
Even though, he'll be gone in a little while.
8/15/08
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