FRIENDS ON AD
thanks for the memory
thanks for the history
of U & I
thanks

for listining
for bristling
thanks for the cry
thanks for the hello
thanks for the goodbye
thanks, most of all,
for the try
afterall
we all have our summer
we all have our fall
some are a bummer
but we write with our all
we each hear our call
clear
we face our fear
we hold
what is dear
those we hold near
we each shed our tear

from the start
we share a part
of our heart
be it a smile
or a wart
we walk that mile
each with our own style
to each
it may take a while
to say
to mean
to play
what we seem
to want to say
what we deem
write or wrong
we each have our own song
left or right
we each seek sight
there
late at night
or early in the morning
that time when poetry is showing
when we stare
out into the air
and wonder
and ponder
into our own dreams
each with our own schemes
by whatever means
we seek
we search
we re-search

we each seek a rhyme
we each try to find our time
we each spend
a nickel or a dime
or a dollar or two
tryin' to bet on you
or her
or him
or them
or then
or back when
before the end was the end

and so
i say once again
thanks my friends
for the bein' there
where
i was
thanks for the ends

and the beginnigs again