TOGETHER THEY WALKED

Boys of mischief, boys with adventurous hearts,

On a journey to find the breathless one.

Four young boys with a story, each one,

Growing up was hard, struggle to find themselves.

Together they were happy, strong with hope,

A road they would travel, together they walked.

Camp by night, a fire and friends,

Shared their pain and fear, dreams and wishes.

They could speak their thoughts because no other ears would listen,

Never again would they experience together any times like these.

Together they walked, four boys as friends,

Lost with the crowd as time went by,

They all would soon grow up to become men.

Friends drifted to become never again,

Now in heaven rests the breathless one.

Keith Garrett