Sunday, September 9, 2012

An Ode To Bill's Diner

You left us today,
In a most tragic way,
Without even so much as a warning.

One minute you were fine,
The next, you were gone,
We'll feel the pain, come the morning.

We took you for granted,
We kept passing you by,
Assuming you'd always be there.

Now nothing remains,
Of what you once were,
Why does life have to be so unfair?

We'll grieve and move on,
Our memories may fade,
But you'll always have a place in our hearts.

We'll tell the old stories,
And get lost in the past,
Where no fire can keep us apart.