"Friendship"

There is a greater story here
That won't be told today.
Suffice to shed a sad, sad tear,
To a friendship gone astray!

Friendship's not convenient
Friendship isn't sore
Friendship is what stays behind
When convenient is out the door.

We met two score and ten or so;
At knuckles end we met.
And from that day, so long ago
Our bond is stronger yet.

In those same years with little fuss,
Another acquaint' was made.
Then circumstance rejoined us
Some thirty years gone fade.

One, a friendship of the heart,
A second was convenient.
One can ne'er be cleaved apart,
The other simply; rent.