My friend’s about to die,
Oh how I wonder why,
She’s lying on her bed at home,
Feeling very much alone.

Although I call in every day,
Time depends on how long I stay,
How can I sit and watch her suffer,
It makes my job all the rougher.

Each week I see she’s getting worse,
One day I’ll only see the hearse,
Until then Lord help to make me smile,
If only for a little while.                                                                                                                      

She’s really very brave indeed,
Inside there is the cancer seed,
The time’s arrived for her to go,
And meet the Lord that I love so.

With no more pain or sorrow,
Just peace in all tomorrows,
But while on earth she was my best pal,
Always known as happy Sal.

A smile for everyone she saw,
And often liked to have a jaw,
I’m really going to miss her,
It will never be the same.

The only consolation is,
We’ll meet again one day,
Then walk in God’s own heaven,
Side by side along the way.