andys poem

Andy you will be missed

You were a friend when I needed one
An enemy when that shoe fit
You could hear my woes
Or just let me quietly sit

Though we fought as youngsters
As adults we were friends
Child hood ignorance’s
Helped our hearts mend

Though we had different ways
The out come was the same
Our troubles and strife’s
Influenced the people we became

This poem is to you my dearest friend
Your memory is not lost
Though your life may end
Your memory will live on no mater the cost

By Jay Pritchard