About the Poem
I was still in high school when I wrote this poem, still a few years away from the need to shave, and half a world away from the fear of death. It was meant to be humorous, subtle, and maybe a bit sacrilegious. There are no great truths or insights in this poem, except maybe the need for friends to share their laughter.
Then again, maybe that's enough to justify its existence.
Long Distance |
| by Ron Carnell |
| When the 'Old Man' blows his horn, And his children flock to his side, I hope you'll be there, too, For that final joyous ride. And if you see our friends, All upward, heavenly bound, Tell them that I'll miss them, And miss having them around. But the ones that you don't see, The ones going somewhere nearer, Well - I'll tell those friends you'll miss them, When I see them coming here. |
Unfortunately, this author has failed to maintain a valid email address with us. If you know the author, please ask them to contact us with a current email address.
If you especially appreciated this author, we'll be happy to show you where you might find more of their poems
3 Visitor Comments
sirena
I thought this poem was one that a lot of people can relate to, like me!
Stephy
Nice poem, very true!
Pats
I'ts a difrent poem and that's why I liked it so much. Nice work
All Visitor Comments on this poem have been posted by people who wanted to let the
author know the poem touched their hearts. If you would like to leave a comment of
your own, please Vote for this poem.