There are many bridges we must cross.
Mountains high and valleys low.
We crossed them all together friend.
Now it's time for me to go.
I'm glad that when I had to go;
It was in my daughters arms.
Now I put her hand in yours.
Please keep her from all earthly harms.
You promised me so long ago,
That you would always be right there.
Little did we know how soon...
That you would have her life to share.
We've reached the bridge that I must cross.
You, my friend, must stay behind.
I am not leaving you dear friend;
Just look within your heart you'll find...
Petals of our friendship shared,
Closely pressed within your heart.
Each one a precious memory.
That way, my friend, we'll never part.
I've almost crossed the bridge right now.
I'm sorry that we have to part.
Remember all the petals friend.
Memories pressed within your heart.
By Carol Bouche' Ottlinger
In memory of Sammy Abraham, for his best friend Bobby
June 2003