Monday, December 18, 2006

My Best Friend

Merle (Chalky) Pittman was a Veteran of the Korean War, a Mailman in every sense of the word, and in the end, dignity personified; a remarkably composed, gracious and mercifully understanding friend.

My Best Friend

My best friend was a mailman
Through rain and sleet and snow
God chose to take him early
So let us look at what we know

Seems delivery times are much improved
And the service is so very smooth
The mail is hardly ever late
So let’s call this an even trade

He'd quit smokin’ 20 years ago
Then they said he got the bug
He was kinda proud it was so rare
They said the only cure was prayer

Seems grace and mercy are conveyed
By a Higher Power far above harm’s way
And there’s not life enough to understand
And not a lot of faith on hand

My father had this theory
That the chosen should be tested so
That the ones spared, not scarred by pain and loss
Are the ones God does not know
- He does not know

Still, delivery times are much improved
And the service is so very smooth
The mail is hardly ever late
So let’s call this an even trade

My best friend was a mailman
Through rain and sleet and snow
God chose to take him early
So let us look at what we know

My best friend was a mailman
Through rain and sleet and snow
- that’s all I know


© D. Dain, 1997.

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