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this time of year
Topic Started: Dec 12 2011, 21:28 (214 Views)
rs2k
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this time of year



I post this poem every year about this time. If just one driver remembers it and gets a taxi home from the pub its a job well done in my book.
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I went to a party,
And remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mum
So I had a sprite instead.

I felt proud of myself,
The way you said I would,
That I didn't drink and drive,
though some friends said I should.

I made a healthy choice,
and your advice to me was right
as the party finally ended,
and the kids drove out of sight.

I got into my car,
sure to get home in one piece,
I never knew what was coming, Mum
something I expected least.

Now I'm lying on the pavement,
And I hear the policeman say,
"The kid that caused this wreck was drunk",Mum,
His voice seems far away.

My own blood all around me,
as I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say,
"This girl is going to die."

I'm sure the guy had no idea,
while he was flying high,
because he chose to drink and drive,
now I would have to die.

So why do people do it, Mum
Knowing that it ruins lives?
And now the pain is cutting me,
like a hundred stabbing knives.

Tell sister not to be afraid, Mum
tell daddy to be brave,
and when I go to heaven,
put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.

Someone should have taught him,
that it's wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his parents had.

I'd still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mum
I'm getting really scared.
These are my final moments,
and I'm so unprepared.

I wish that you could hold me Mum,
as I lie here and die.
I wish that I could say I love you,Mum
So I love you and good-bye.


In memory of all who have been punished by drunk drivers.



Copy and post on other forums ..... thanks Paul
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MikeyNI
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Good one there, very valid at this time of year!
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GAVIN
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Very poignant Paul, copied and pasted on all my usual haunts pal
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