Missing You

I once lost a friend, a very dear friend,
We'd hang out together and laugh loudly no end,
We'd play cards and we'd chatter
About things of no matter,
Go walking together through fields and up hills,
Whether looking for peace or searching for thrills,
We could end each others lines and
Even start them at times,
We talked well and for long about troubles and cares,
We could solve our dilemmas and settle our scares.
Yes, she was a friend, a very dear friend
And together we'd sit as though time had no end,
But it did and it does and this dear friend of mine,
Was mine for no longer; she'd run out of time.