My friend Joel

JOEL MY FRIEND

In 1995 is the first year I called you my friend.

We told each other everything about our selves.

I told Joel that I never wanted our friendship to end.

He would always make time to listen to me sing an occasional karaoke song.

He would listen to my all my heartfelt poetry.

Even if some of my poetry was so very long.

When I was sad Joel would sit listen to my sorrows.

Even if he were sad he would never let me know it.

I hoped in my heart there would be many tomorrows.

I would hope that everything was ok in his life.

There were several years that we did not speak.

Joel met a kind woman that became his wife.

Our friendship grew and I never thought it would be ended.

I thought that some how I would always be in Joel’s world.

I never thought that so many broken hearts would have to be mended.

I never got to say my final good bye.

With tears in my eyes I couldn’t understand.

I just had find out what happened and I asked why.

When the end finally came it was with out pain.

His wife held his hand and said her final good byes.

As Joel took his final breath there was no strain.