Richard, My Friend

Richard, My Friend

by Bud Lemire on Feb 10, 2003

It was several years ago, that I met you there

At the Family History Library, you had info you could share

You gave me my start, in climbing my Family Tree

And over the years since, you became a good friend to me

A volunteer worker, helping those to find their way

So they will know their family history, better every day

Spending hours without supper, every Tuesday night

Eating candy from the candy jar, so he would feel alright

I recall those times together, not so long ago

Joking with the gang, to see where it would flow

That's Harvey, Cheryl, Richard, and let's not forget me

All on different branches, on separate family trees

But there were many times, with no one else around

We would share our deepest thoughts, and lift us off the ground

And as we shared these feelings, our friendship it would grow

Richard had a special side, that I came to know

Just like a cover, can't be judged for what's inside the book

You must know what's inside, and take the time to look

For I found an Angel, sitting next to me

And I saw the signs, of all things meant to be

He saw beyond the normal, of the spirits that gathered here

He shared with me this knowledge, so everything would be clear

Richard, oh Richard, no one knows where life will end

Only that I'm forever grateful, to have you as my friend

This is for my dear friend Richard. Who has been there to listen, and been there to feel. He understands, and he's a special person.