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Friends
by
Ernie S. Ellis
We met in Grade School
in a tiny little town.
We were friends, partners, playmates,
and terrors of the playground.
Sometimes we were cowboys,
Sometimes Cops or Army heroes,
And how we got out of those tight spots,
I guess none of us really knows.
We had our problems,
Each one our very own.
But not even once
did we have to face them alone.
We stuck together through Grade School,
And made it to Junior High,
And always we encouraged each other,
to reach for the sky.
Even through High School
we never did part.
We were even closer friends
than we were at the start.
No matter how bad the trouble
You were always there,
And no matter how heavy the load,
You always carried your share.
Sometimes a tough guy
would call my hand,
and there beside me,
you would always stand.
Sometimes I get scared,
And I wish you were here.
But I guess grown ups
Are not supposed to fear.
As I look into the eyes,
Of my little girl,
I think of the day,
She’ll go out into the world.
And I say a little prayer,
And hope it comes true,
That she finds friends,
as good as you.
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