Jan 20, 2005 16:18
Class Ring
Close to the door he paused to stand
as he took his class ring off her hand.
All who were watching did not speak,
as a silent tear ran down his cheek
and through his mind the memories ran
of the moments they'd walked and laughed in the sand.
But now his eyes were so terribly cold
for he would never again have her to hold.
They watched in silence as he bent near
and whispered the words "I love you" in her ear.
He touched her face and started to cry
as he put on his ring and wanted to die.
And just then, the wind began to blow
as they lowered her casket into the snow.
This is what happens to many alive
when friends let friends drink and drive.
I love this poem. don't really got much to say.