i remember a faint sound,
a familiar voice singing.
the sound of a lullaby,
my sweet baby grinning.
the rememberance of her eyes,
so bright shining blue,
i'd sooth her crying,
so i'd coo and coo.
i sit on my bed and think,
is she really gone..?
i bit my lip as a tear falls down,
as i start to sing a sweet song.
i pick up her blanket,
hold it in my arms.
bounce the blanket alittle,
hopeing to see her sweet charms.
i stare at the article,
hung on my wall.
a teen drunk driver,
at least 6 feet tall.
late at night,
coming home from the store,
as i drove forward on green,
he hit the right back door.
i screamed,
i cried,
he ran,
...she died.
after a few years of life,
now gone in a flash,
he paid his dues,
in just a few 100 in cash...
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