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This is a section where I post poems sent to me by people who have found my site and wish to display their own works. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do!
This poem is by Cassandra Jones
True Friends (In memory of Angie)
It's time for me to visit,
My hard, sad past.
A time in my life,
Where love could no longer last.
I walk through the park,
Where we once went.
The fun we had together,
The time that was spent.
I run through the woods,
Screaming her name.
Knowing she will never come,
Is an unbearable pain.
I arrive at her grave,
I just sit and pray.
I hope she went to heaven,
But I still wished she would stay.
I drive to her house,
And remember the day.
The day my life changed,
In every possible way.
She was my life,
Her kids were my heart.
I never thought it possible,
That we would ever part.
The phone rang that morning,
And I was running late.
I knew I had to get there,
Not wanting to wait.
It was snowing,
And my car was cold.
My daughter Hannah was crying,
Ice frozen to the road.
A tree blocked her house,
So I walked with speed.
I knew something was wrong,
As I stumbled for the key.
Emilee lay crying,
As I opened the door.
She was dirty and tired,
On that liter covered floor.
I looked in the chair,
Where Angela sat.
I went stiff with fear,
Then I got mad.
With that needle in her arm.
And in her hand lay a pill,
I was so scared
She just layed there so still,
I ran to her side,
And shouted her name.
Discovering her death,
I felt no pain.
I just sat there shocked,
Not knowing what to do.
I just lay there holding her,
Whispering, "I love you."
I think back now,
She could have survivied.
If I could have moved faster,
She would not have died.
I loved her then,
And I love her now.
I will love her forever,
In my heart I vow.
I will always hold her in my heart.
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