Yesterday whilst I was cleaning my files at the office, I found this poem that Aimy had e-mailed years earlier and I'd printed it as a reminder...
And tonight, as I was just about to do the posting on it, i received one sms from a friend...to inform me that her family member was critically ill, n when i called her up, she said that he was actually involved in an accident yesterday and at the moment is hospitalised...
...I pray for the best...
This poem may be was just some ideas that came out of the author, but it served as reminder about making the time for your family and friends...
And tonight, as I was just about to do the posting on it, i received one sms from a friend...to inform me that her family member was critically ill, n when i called her up, she said that he was actually involved in an accident yesterday and at the moment is hospitalised...
...I pray for the best...
This poem may be was just some ideas that came out of the author, but it served as reminder about making the time for your family and friends...
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Around The Corner
By Charles Hanson Towne
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 but 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.
Around The Corner
By Charles Hanson Towne
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 but 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.
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I hope I won't make myself too busy to keep in touch...
4 comments:
WAAAAAAAAA!!!
See Cheqna, you've made my Mama cry! purrr....meow!
So, when are you visiting us?
Dearest Cheqna,
I do appreciate your friendship and thank you for being my friend still.
Dear Cat...syian mama...she has been quite bz for us to meet here in KL...
n I still am waiting for the ticket to visit u...so where is it?..hehehe...
:-)
Thank YOU dearest I.a for being in my circle of friends..
..i surely miss d long chats that we used to have when u r around here..
:-)
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