By Charles Albano   CharlesAlbano@webtv.net
Date: 17 April 1998

The Best of Friends

I know that you feel lost
And lonely here my friend,
here where ancient shadows blend
into eternity,
and I have come to stay
to brush the shadows off
and keep you company
until the final day.

And just the two of  us
will watch the sunlight play
beneath the trellace
and talk about tomorrows
to fill these musty walls,
and you won't be jealous
for a moment that you missed me
until the good Lord calls 
to take us to eternity.


(c) Charles Albano, 1998