It”s so sad when you lose a friend,
Who”se kin with blood that is the same.
Sharing the ups and downs of life,
And faced up to whatever came.
On the field of play you stood tall,
Scars of battle long time healed.
But the memories will never fade,
Of a friendship that had been sealed.
The Autumn chill now fills the air,
And soon will follow Winters gloom.
But the ashes you scattered there,
In Spring will see the roses bloom.