Around the Corner by Charles Hanson Towne
So I finished Gone with the Wind last night, with many tears. I do love that novel and it’s firmly ensconced in my top five.
Anyway, moving on. A conversation with my sister last night gave me a renewed appreciation for my friends, whom I love dearly. May I never neglect you.
Around the Corner
By Charles Hanson Towne
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 friends 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.
“To-morrow” I say! “I will call on Jim,
Just to show that I’m thinking of him.”
But to-morrow comes—and to-morrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner, yet miles away…
“Here’s a telegram sir,”
“Jim died today.”
And that’s what we get and deserve in the end:
Around the corner, a vanished friend.
