The following poem was sent to me anonymously as an email. I found it so moving that I felt it deserved a wider audience. I make no apologies for its content.
I went to a party, mom
and remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, mom
so I had a sprite instead.
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I felt proud of myself, mom
the way you said I would,
that I didn't drink and drive, mom
though some friends said I should.
A wreath I made a healthy choice, mom
and your advice to me was right
as the party finally ended, mom
and the kids drove out of sight.
I got into my car, mom
sure to get home in one piece,
I never knew what was coming, mom
something I expected least.
Now I'm lying on the pavement, mom
and I hear the policeman say,
the kid that caused this wreck was drunk,"
mom, his voice seems far away.
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My own blood's all around me, mom
as I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say, mom
this girl is going to die."
A wreath I'm sure the guy had no idea, mom
while he was flying high,
because he chose to drink and drive, mom
now I would have to die.
So why do people do it, mom
knowing that it ruins lives?
and now the pain is cutting me, mom
like a hundred stabbing knives.
Tell sister not to be afraid, mom
tell daddy to be brave,
and when I go to heaven, mom
put "daddy's girl" on my grave.
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Someone should have taught him, mom
that its wrong to drink and drive.
maybe if his parents had, mom
I'd still be alive.
A wreath My breath is getting shorter, mom
I'm getting really scared.
these are my final moments, mom
and I'm so unprepared.
I wish that you could hold me mom,
as I lie here and die.
I wish that I could say I love you, mom
so I love you and good-bye.
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