For the good times

Evening all,

On this day many years ago, my best friend was born. And then ,
84 years later,
in one of the few selfish acts I can ever remember of him,
He died in my arms....

And for a time the world went cold.

So each year on this day, I sit with a glass of his favourite drink, nibble a few of his favourite sweets, listen to some of his favourite songs, and smoke one of his huge cigars which make me cough and splutter,

But , isn't the reason I've got tears in my eyes..

Night dad.