Though the years and you are passed,
I still remember you.
When all else changed i knew, and still know,
I can rely upon you.
You were there before i can remember,
And i wish you could be there when it all ends.
Sometimes, at the oddest moment,
always when i'm alone, a slight smell or sound
takes me back. Baxterly Park.You're running
through the nettles "cause they don't hurt you".
I try the same.
Afterwards, we find some doc leaves.
They never work, remember?
Really, its no lie that you were this man's best friend.
I wake some mornings to see all that i have left of you
in its place and think or say,
my Good Friend,
i miss you.