Around the corner
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Around the corner I have a friend
In this great city that has no end;
Yet 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. We were younger then,
And now we are busy tired men:
Tired with playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
"Tomorrow," I say. "I will call on Jim,
just to show I am thinking of him"
But tomorrow comes--and tomorrow goes,
And the distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner!--yet miles away
"heres a telegram sir .."
"Jim died today"
And thats what we get and deserve in the end:
Around the corner a vanished friend.
Charles Hanson Towne