Allan Summers a friend from childhood,

I remember where he lived,

And that we were friends,

After he left my life, his name my imaginary pal,

Hope he does do well, living happily with a gal…

Peter Lovitt was a close friend,

Or so we think when young,

Saw him last when I was but sixteen,

My boat we used to ride in & fish we did clean…

Ricky Townsend is now some kind of engineer,

Working in Thailand or some distant land,

First friend I can recall in Sea Isle city,

As time does pass, lost to changes, seems really shitty…

Even in this computer age,

Hard to find these friends without some knowledge,

But for nothing else I do remember them and acknowledge,

That they were dear friends for time,

All things change, time moves on, childhood pals grow up,

Hopefully this does not happen to my ever-lovin’ pup…J

© ed ~ 6/29/06