To A Friend

I sighed: He died. He had a million dollar job, I sobbed. He had tenure. He had good pasture. Oh! my God. Oh! Great God. He died. He was a good man, A special person That you can Easily be a great fan Of. He showed a lot of love When you talked to this Son Of a gun. He was a fun Guy. You could talk And walk with him After the A.C. Convention. I always had a special vision Of him. Because he was different, He was a great family man. Good health Is more important Than great wealth. Money is there to be spent And money cannot buy heaven And the eternal life. He had a great wife. A great job, I sobbed. I sighed, He died Abruptly, Suddenly Without saying good bye. He had everything, Except one thing: Eternity. This is a pity! He left eveything behind. He was a man of a great mind, He left with that too. He was among a few Good gentlemen left on this planet, He disappeared in the sunset. The world will forever miss this good man. He was not a good friend, Nevertheless, he was a friend, A brother and a gentleman. Copyright 2008 Hebert Logerie Author of the poetry book 'Sparkles of Love' and Etincelles de l'Amour Hébert Logerie is the author of “Mounts And Valleys of Love” https: //www2.xlibris.com/bookstore/bookdisplay.aspx? bookid=58359 PLEASE ORDER AT [email protected] OR CALL 1-866-957-5010!