A Poem For a Friend

EVERY DAY THAT GOES BY I ALWAYS QUESTION MYSELF WHY THAT LIFE HAS TO BE SO UNFAIR WHEN I WALK IN THE HOUSE AND YOU`RE NOT THERE GROWING UP OVER THE BORDER A FAMILY OF FIVE I STILL CAN`T BELIEVE DAD THAT YOU ARN`T ALIVE YOU AND VERY CLOSE MATE GEORGE BROWN IN THE GLASS BARRELL OR A PUB IN THE TOWN AND EVERYONE THAT YOU DID KNOW SAY THERE`S JOE AND GEORGE FROM THE MUPPET SHOW YOU LOVED GOING OUT AND PLAYING POOL DOUBLES A NICE FEW PINTS AND HOME.... NO TROUBLES DAD IT WILL BE SO HARD FOR ME TO FULlFIL YOUR WISHES, YOUR ASHES AT SEA. WROTE FOR A FRIEND WHO`S FATHERS MEMORIAL IS COMING UP