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Array ( [sid] => 63048 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => AT THE END OF THE DAY [time] => 2004-09-08 20:37:27 [hometext] => this is about my best friend that passed away a few years ago [bodytext] => At the end of the day when you finely get home
Barely getting your shoes off when there goes the phone
You look at your watch to check the time
Now you know who is on the line
When you pick up the phone and hear that jolly voice say
Hey little buddy its about time you got home
Laughing he would say hope you have had a good day

We had a lot of good times and some were bad
Like the long stays in the hospital he sometimes would have
But we made the best out of every day
Because we would not have it any other way

Missing him deeply hoping to see him again
Knowing hes with the lord now no more sickness and pain
Now hearing that phone ring at that time of night
Emotions erupt that are too strong to fight
Knowing its not my best friends voice saying
Call me if you need me love you and have a good night

Goofyone
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AT THE END OF THE DAY

Contributed by goofyone on Wednesday, 8th September 2004 @ 08:37:27 PM in AEST
Topic: FriendshipPoetry



At the end of the day when you finely get home
Barely getting your shoes off when there goes the phone
You look at your watch to check the time
Now you know who is on the line
When you pick up the phone and hear that jolly voice say
Hey little buddy its about time you got home
Laughing he would say hope you have had a good day

We had a lot of good times and some were bad
Like the long stays in the hospital he sometimes would have
But we made the best out of every day
Because we would not have it any other way

Missing him deeply hoping to see him again
Knowing hes with the lord now no more sickness and pain
Now hearing that phone ring at that time of night
Emotions erupt that are too strong to fight
Knowing its not my best friends voice saying
Call me if you need me love you and have a good night

Goofyone




Copyright © goofyone ... [ 2004-09-08 20:37:27]
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Re: AT THE END OF THE DAY (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Wednesday, 8th September 2004 @ 08:46:51 PM AEST
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Very sad but beautifully written.
I'm so sorry for your loss.
luv, huggs,
emy


Re: AT THE END OF THE DAY (User Rating: 1 )
by brew on Wednesday, 8th September 2004 @ 09:15:03 PM AEST
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it happens to all and .hurts badly.but we all know they are with a better place.....~ Sorry....I lost my mom last yr, so I can say .sad!


Re: AT THE END OF THE DAY (User Rating: 1 )
by AspenGlow on Wednesday, 8th September 2004 @ 09:24:46 PM AEST
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This was a beautiful write, reminded me of the phone calls and yes....everytime the phone rings at night.......and the time of day each one that I would call......find myself picking it up and starting to dial every once in a while....

Thank you for sharing this.


Re: AT THE END OF THE DAY (User Rating: 1 )
by Freda_Burrel on Wednesday, 8th September 2004 @ 09:25:16 PM AEST
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great poem, sad for your loss...


Re: AT THE END OF THE DAY (User Rating: 1 )
by kidpoet_213 on Thursday, 28th October 2004 @ 03:40:25 PM AEST
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Beautifully written poem... sorry for ur loss...
I can relate though...
~Donna~




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