a special poem to a friend
6 JANUARY 2005
PATSY WAS SOMEONE, AS LONG AS I KNEW HIM
I WOULD NEVER ASK MYSELF WHY
HE WAS A SPECIAL PERSON WHERE i WOULD SAY
“I LOVE THIS GUY”
ALWAYS FRIENDLY, WITH A SMILE
A LAUGH OR TWO ALONG THE WAY
HE WAS A SPECIAL PERSON WHERE i WOULD SAY
“THAT PATSY, HE MADE MY DAY!”
SOMEONE WHO ALWAYS KNEW WHERE HE WAS GOING
HIS HEART ON HIS SLEEVE HE WAS ALWAYS SHOWING
EVEN AFTER SO LONG A TIME
JUST A FEW WEEKS AGO
HE WAS A SPECIAL PERSON THAT
ON THE WAY HOME I SAID
“IT’S GREAT TO SEE PATSY AGAIN,
HE’S MY FRIEND”
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