Dana, My Friend

 

Dana, My Friend

© by Bud Lemire on July 11, 2021

Washington school was the first time we met

We got to be friends, which I shall never forget

We drifted apart and went our own way, as some friends do

Occasionally we'd meet up, talk about what we've been through

He was working on his Lancour family, in genealogy

My Lemires came from the same place, in my family tree

I gave him some guidance, and he did the rest

He had it all done perfect, he did his best

In 2010 at the park, we had a little Class Reunion at the Pavilion there

Before we went, he stopped by with some Green Beans he wanted to share

Next time I saw him, was in 2013 at a Class Reunion we had

We had a photo taken of our Washington school friends, I must add

One day he called me, said he had some books for me

So he brought them over, so that I could see

I never realized, he enjoyed the same books as I

He recommended some, that had passed me by

Then I'd see him working at Elmer's and Meijer as well

He stopped to chat briefly, with some news to tell

After that, it was Facebook, is where he would be

The next time will be Heaven, when my soul is free

I remember whenever I met Dana after a long time

of not seeing him, he would come up and shake my

hand. He'd say it's good to see you Buddy(my childhood

nickname). I still have the books he gave me, and I cherish

them. Even though I read some of them, I shall think of him

when I read the others, and say a silent prayer of thanks

for his thoughtfulness for thinking of me for the books.