The last time

I was outside playing, the wind was blowing, how was i of knowing
mom was going out with out a doubt in her mind that it would be the last time.

Mom said i love you there's no one else above you. I said bye mom , i didn't know it was your time mom. It was any other normal day until the clouds went Grey.

I was only seven thinking why mommy is heaven . The car crashed the time passed.
Iam now sixteen and all i can do is dream.

This poem is dedicated to my mom who was killed July 14/ 95 in car accident.