May 8, 2025 - I received word Wednesday morning that a very dear friend was hospitalized in serious condition. With that thought in mind, I would like to share this old poem by Charles Hanson Towne. I present it without comment so that we might apply it to our lives.
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. We were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men:
Tired with playing a foolish game,
Tired with 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 the 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.
It’s something to think about... tbp
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