A Sam Worth RememberingDrove down in the rain
9:30, on a Tuesday night
(everything good happens on a Tuesday)
just to checkout the late night record shop
That's how it started
That's how it began
Fuzzy face, brown with a hint of red.
Glasses he really never likes to wear
(though I've always thought he looks rather dashing with them on)
This is my friend
A warmth of sunshine on a cloudy day.
He has my sword, axe and bow.
we have plans to change
nay, to save the world.
Our infinite plans
Two peas from the same pod.
There is no one I would call dearer as friend.
He forces me to think and councils my pain
we both drift to the a land untouched by the squanders of man.
He has a Girl
I have a Boy
not each other, and yet more.
Winter Summer Spring and Fall
round and round jumping on the lily pads
skating on the pond
watching our beloved movie
He is Sam and I... well we know
pure of heart
still carrying the