Someday...
One day I saw within my sight
A vision of a horrid fright:

I saw myself and my good friend,
And that we'd never meet again...

I woke up then and I did sigh,
And almost did break down and cry...

I next called my friend to say
We'll have to meet again someday...

But my friend, he was gone that time,
And as a message could not be my dime...

So I hung up, and inside I said:
Someday across his path I'll tread...

But shall it ever be the case
That he will beat my schedule's race?

Perhaps he will the doorbell ring...
But time, 'tis such a fragile thing...