A Vanished Friend

While cleaning up my old diaries, I came across with a poem which I copied down for quite some time ago. Think of putting it in here so I won't lose it...

Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by & weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone,
And I never see my old friend's face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell,
And he rang mine but we were younger then,
And how we are busy, tired men,
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name,
"Tomorrow" I say! "I will call on Jim",
Just to show that I'm thinking of him,
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
As the distance between us grows and grows,
Around the corner, yet miles away,
"Here's a telegram, sir, Jim died today"
And that's what we get and deserved in the end,
Around the corner, a vanished friend...