Dirt In My Hand

I just could not see him that way, So I chose not to go. After all what could I say, When they asked me, I said no.....no, no. All my life my one regret, Was that I never said good bye. That I never straightened out my head, Long enough to go and cry......a bit. I went to his hospital bed, And he just stared at me. And a terrible loss there filled my head, I knew what was to be.......I knew. I couldn't bear to lose my friend, I couldn't bear to see him go. I didn't want my heart to mend, All my voice would say was no......no, no. But now I wish I could have been, There with dirt in my hand. And said good bye to my best friend, And he could have watched me stand......next to him. 11/10/10 Alton Texas