The Wanderer Poem by James Casey

I'm just a lonely wanderer
On my way towards death
I love the clarity of air
Each time I take a breath

I love the friends who've walked with me
And then must go their way
I love the sun at dawn and dusk
That celebrates each day

I love to laugh at all the things
That Art and I have done
And weep of thoughts of him
Never again, to see the sun

He's gone to a place that God's ordained
A world for him that holds no pain
Where he and Beth will reside unchained
With their love that remained sincere

I'm so glad that Art walked with me
Those times I'll always hold dear
He is my friend, will always be
In my heart, I'll hold him near