Friend

2006
Lori Krein
I ran out the door, grabbed the mail real quick,
Saw a note from a friend, who said she was sick.
Maybe dying, could be, not sure how bad yet,
So I wrote back a note, “Just try not to fret,
Maybe it’s nothing”, I said through my tears,
I wish I could hug her, dispel all her fears.
But I just sat there, trying not to weep,
There was nothing I could do, for my friend, in pain, so deep.

A few weeks later, she got sicker and died,
I went to her funeral, came home and I cried.

When there is death, the pain stays with us,
We are the ones who make such a fuss.
The dead just lie there, so quiet and still,
Asleep forever, no need for a pill.
To the next world they happily go,
What happens when they get there,
I guess we’ll never know.

No longer here to share in life’s joys,
Like walks on the beach, or kissing cute boys.
Do they know what they’re missing, back here on earth?
Do they think about life, way back to their birth?

My friend I will miss, I cry every day,
I’ll never again see her again, not in the normal way.

But I will see her, even though she has died,
Still in my heart, way deep down inside.
Her face, her words, her goofy little smile,
So many memories, I think they’ll last awhile.