Memories

For a contest I am entering

Near 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 walked

and ran in the sand (hand in hand)

but now her 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

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 man alive...

when friends let friends

drink and drive.

Reviews

[TheOther]

I love this, the flow, the concept, the expression, the emotions. So heartbreaking, honest and true. This poem is so touching. It captivates the reader in its dramatic flow. Beautiful work that goes in my library.

[John Morris]

A very true piece.

Brilliant, it gave me goosebumps whilst I read it, send me a couple of read requests of poems you think are your best.

Can You Hear The Silence? 22nd June 2010