My old friends

I wonder where my old friends are
it's been a lot of years
I wonder where my old friends are
I wish that they where here with me

Lewis you'd to bag groceries
at the grocery store
wonder if he does it still
John use to be so tall
he'd shoot basketball
Kenny use to act so cool

I wonder where my old friends are
it's been a lot of years
I wonder where my old friends are
I wish that they where here with me

Rush use to love cameras
he'd shoot most anything
wonder if he does it still
Al use to be so short
but still he love his sports
Randy use to drive like a fool


I wonder where my old friends are
it's been a lot of years
I wonder where my old friends are
I wish that they where here with me

The years have gone by
like they where fired from a gun
but the memories remain of
when we had so much fun
the years go on and on

I wonder where my old friends are
it's been a lot of years
I wonder where my old friends are
I wish that they where here with me



© 2012 Marcus Goodman
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Posted: Jan 2012
About this poem:
Wrote this years ago about my youth growing up

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