POEM: Around the corner

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 friend's 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,
Around the corner, yet miles away,
Here is a telegram sir, "JIM DIED TODAY",
And that's what we get and deserve,
Around the corner, a vanished friend.

Seize the day, Never have regrets,
Express it NOW.