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A Touching Poem......

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  • Maria Varghese
    A Touching Poem...... I went to a party Mom, I remembered what you said. You told me not to drink, Mom, So I drank soda instead. I really felt proud inside,
    Message 1 of 1 , Jan 3, 2013
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      A Touching Poem......

      I went to a party Mom,
      I remembered what you said.
      You told me not to drink, Mom,
      So I drank soda instead.

      I really felt proud inside, Mom,
      The way you said I would.
      I didn't drink and drive, Mom,
      Even though the others said I should.

      I know I did the right thing, Mom,
      I know you are always right.
      Now the party is finally ending, Mom,
      As everyone is driving out of sight.

      As I got into my car, Mom,
      I knew I'd get home in one piece.
      Because of the way you raised me,
      So responsible and sweet..

      I started to drive away, Mom,
      But as I pulled out into the road,
      The other car didn't see me, Mom,
      And hit me like a load.

      As I lay there on the pavement, Mom,
      I hear the policeman say,
      "The other guy is drunk," Mom,
      And now I'm the one who will pay.

      I'm lying here dying, Mom....
      I wish you'd get here soon.
      How could this happen to me, Mom?
      My life just burst like a balloon..

      There is blood all around me, Mom,
      And most of it is mine.
      I hear the medic say, Mom,
      I'll die in a short time.

      I just wanted to tell you, Mom,
      I swear I didn't drink.
      It was the others, Mom.
      The others didn't think.

      He was probably at the same party as I.
      The only difference is, he drank
      And I will die.

      Why do people drink, Mom?
      It can ruin your whole life.
      I'm feeling sharp pains now.
      Pains just like a knife.

      The guy who hit me is walking, Mom,
      And I don't think it's fair.
      I'm lying here dying
      And all he can do is stare.

      Tell my brother not to cry, Mom.
      Tell Daddy to be brave.
      And when I go to heaven, Mom,
      Put "GOOD BOY " on my grave.

      Someone should have told him, Mom,
      Not to drink and drive.
      If only they had told him, Mom,
      I would still be alive.

      My breath is getting shorter, Mom.
      I'm becoming very scared.
      Please don't cry for me, Mom.
      When I needed you, you were always there.

      I have one last question, Mom.
      Before I say good bye.
      I didn't drink and drive,
      So why am I the one to die?
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