I thought I'd Like to go somewhere

To Mesquite I drove one day

I phoned a long-time friend of mine

To pay a visit, if I may.

'Tis 'most thirty years since first we met

Grace is the name of my good friend

Together we've had a lot of laughs

Still young at heart, our time we'll spend.

She was waiting on her porch

When I drove in to park

She seemed so glad that I had come

We both were happy as a lark.

Grace had moved since my last visit

Lots of room, a real nice place

Even though she had to move

It all looked so much like my Grace.

I met her lovely calico cat

Cally was her name

She looked a lot like my CALICO

Cally was pretty, just the same.

It was pushing six o'clock

So out to eat, we two went

To find someplace was hard to choose

At Grandy's: we ate and was content.

I thank you Grace, for being there

For being a friend to me

So very often I think of you

I love you Grace, don't you see.

We were standing on her porch

When I left Grace, 'twas almost nine

Homeward bound I had to go

To me, our friendship is enshrined.

Bessie MelVina Carathers

July 1, 2000