Friendship

Friendship Up the road, from where we lived, two children came to stay My parents knew their grandma well, they talked 'most every day A happy boy, a little odd, but always was so kind I never was ashamed to say, he was a friend of mine His sister was my brother's age, the boy younger than me Products of a broken home, back then a rarity His drool was always running down, he couldn't make it stop The other kids poked fun at him, they called him Slobber Slop I never saw him fight no one, I never saw him cry His sister did My brother did And sadly so did I Two years went by, their dad came back, time for them to fly His eyes teared at my house that day, as he hugged us all goodbye I lived my life, I took a wife, we bought a brand new home Out of the blue, one day a knock, my how he had grown Six foot three, two twenty five, a mountain of a man His drool had stopped His tears had not He reached and took my hand He'd never forgot the kindness shown Though we were miles apart The love we shared as boyhood friends Still lived within our hearts. Daniel Turner