It took two bad lungs
And a broken heart
To finally tear
My world apart
Barely alive
In intensive care
Hoping friends would
Visit me there
Most were too busy
To visit at all
To send a card
Or bother to call
Barely able to breathe
Alone and in pain
I felt betrayed
And they were to blame
But the truth came suddenly
A cold and bitter wind
To have the love I wanted
I’d need to BE a better friend
I made a vow to the broken man
Who had ‘til then been me
I’d get well and then become
The best friend I could be
I became one who could be counted on
No matter what the plight
From a shoulder to cry on
To help on a rainy night
Now life is so much better
I am truly blessed
For when it comes to friends
I have the very best
–Russ Towne