Early Risers

Good friends and companions

Stout comrades in arms

The ones you can stake your life on

They leave us too often

When we need them most

In a moment we look and they’re gone

You can ride the big river

With friends such as these

They’ll be there whenever they’re needed

You can look back and see

That throughout their short lives

‘Twas a fine crop of love that they seeded

They were faithful and true

And smiled easily

And maybe that’s just why they're gone

Maybe there was a plan

That was bigger than us

So they couldn't stay here very long

Just too much goodness

For this poor old earth

Maybe that’s why they rose up so soon

So they rose a bit early

And we’ll meet them again

Out past the stars and the moon

Photo of Dennis Ming supplied by

Howdy Doody

Longshot Logan self portrait

supplied by Happy Trails