A Poem For A Friend

When You Arrived I Was On Vacation

Somewhere Else In The Nation

And When I Got Home

I Soon Made It Known

You Were My New Friend

And It Would Stay That Way Til The End

And When We Would Talk

It Would Make Us Solid As A Rock

You Called Me Your DJ And Wingman

You Never Considered Me Just Your Fan

And You Were In My Heart

From The Very Start

Then You Had To Leave

That Night It Was Hard To Breathe

I Knew Our Friendship Would Not Fail

But In The End It Would Prevail

And Even Though You Are At Home

Our Friendship Will Last Til God Makes Us His Own.

Love,Christian