My Friends Are Checking by vaggabondd
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As I sit alone tonight
Watching the stars
On this clear cold night
I can’t help but wonder
Where did it all go
How did I end up right here
Right now
My youth went by so fast
It seems like only yesterday
I was lying in my bed dreaming dreams
But the dreams are all gone
And I lie in my bed
Trying to decide if I want to get up
Don’t get me wrong
I can’t complain
I have had a good life
It’s just gone by so damn fast
Now instead of checking the sports page
I check the obituary
To see if there is someone I know
And it’s always in the back of my mind
My friends are checking to see
If it’s someone they know
Comments (12)
Gag! It's like you are looking over my shoulder. Get out of my house!
Fantastic poem my friend!!!
Don't think to much,Every stage of our life has it's own wonder.even getting old.And you are only as old as you feel......wonderful poem!
Very well said...makes you stop and wonder that's for sure.
Great writing! Inone respect, I dread going to the CR next year - there will be so many of my Classmates gone
Thanks Randy for this very beautiful poem....love it.
It sure does go fast, except when your in a traffic jam. Again another wonderful poem Randy. I can't wait to see you in print.
great poem
Except for the last six lines, I'm with you 100%. I know too few people in this big city to spend time looking though the many pages of obituaries and I never looked in the sports pages. Also San Antonio has a horrible paper. But the rest, spot on with me too. Wonderful writing, my friend!
yeah, i get this one for sure!!
Hey Randy your 10 yrs. younger than me...tell me about how fast it goes...Me, I really don't want to year about someone dying...I feel for them.
maybe something is missing or just plain misses sometimes as is to why you read wonderful work my friend, Linda