The loss of a friend

- Kenny - 58 years.

 

 

May the blue skies

and your brown eyes

be filled not – with a tear,

only memories of everything dear !

 

The potential loss of another

- John -  48 years

 

It has been many a year,

John, since from you, I did hear.

And now, to learn, my man,

fate has played it’s pat hand.

Cruel as it is John, I guess it will stand.

I can only hope and pray John, that you

may get to play another hand or two.

 

 

B. J. “A” 2

March 9^th 2005