Cory

A friend that died when he was thirteen and I was fourteen.

Your life was short,
You died at thirteen,
When you were at camp,
It was sad to hear,
I heard from a friend,
She told me the day after you died,
You were a happy person,
You made everyone laugh,
It will be three years since you died,
You died a month after eighth grade graduation,
It must be hard on your parents and siblings,
But remember this,
We all miss you.

Author's Note

He died from heart problems. I miss him since he died when we were about to go into high school.

Reviews

[The Last Poetic King]

So sad to lose someone we love. Good write.

[Hippy]

yeah i hate the loss of friends