I heard the news just the other day,
my good friend from junior high days,
had to leave his family,
he had to go away.
We lost contact with one another
twenty years since we saw each other
but at one point in my life
I loved him like a brother.
That was back in the day
when we’d play in my back yard,
ice-skate on Friday night,
stay up late looking at the stars,
go on all our bike rides,
the time before life got in the way.
So when I heard the news I shed a tear
for a moment I just sat here
and the memories came
as I thought of past years.
And I like to think that just maybe
if I look out my window I can see
two young friends playing
so happy and carefree.
Like back in the day
when we’d plan air concerts for all,
made our treats we called Bummers,
we’d play a game of racquetball,
ours were the best night games all summer.
All before life got in the way.
Goodbye my old friend,
till we meet again.
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