Parted Friends by James Montgomery

(note i did not write this. I found in amongst a collection of poetry. This poem is one of my favourites, because it says so much about many relationships we have on whatever levels they are. It makes you think!!! and thats important)

Friend after friend departs
who hath not lost a friend?
There is no union here of hearts
That finds not here an end
Were this frail world our only rest,
Living or dying, none were blest.

Beyond the flight of time,
Beyond this vale of death,
There surely is some blessed clime
Where life is not a breath
Nor life's affections transient fire
Whose sparks fly upward to expire

There is a world above
Where parting is unknown
A whole eternity of love
Formed for the good alone
And faith beholds the dying here
Translated to that happier sphere.

Thus star by star declines,
Till all are passed away
As morning high and higher shines
To pure and perfect day
Nor sink those stars in empty night
They hide themselves in heaven's own light.

Sax Man

Jazz Man won’t you play me a song?

Take me to the depths of B flat minor,

Away in the trees

Lead me to a valley,

Where your sound is like sweet honey bees

Where the earth and your song,

Can rupture age old wrongs

Jazz Man, Jazz Man, please play me a song

Take me on a ride, on your electric melodic slide

Where the fusion is so deep,

Hell can not sleep

Where the hills are so steep,

I’m forced to fly

Jazz Man, Jazz Man, please play me a song

Let your sax bend

And break all the trends

Away with the conformity

I just want you to rise up a storm in me

Unleashing the fires and longed for desires

Jazz Man, Jazz Man, please play me a song

Cause this worlds getting cold,

And I need your heat to string me along

Jaz Man, Jazz Man, Please play me your song