At the age of 9 you died

Couple days after Christmas
everyone on their holiday break
Your cousin and you decide to go
on the frozen lake....
which you thought was safe

Few minutes go by and the ice breaks in, you and your cousin both fall in.
Random people jump into help,
others call truckers to call for help

People watching oh so helpless..
Praying, praying you both would
be OK and praying you guys would make it though the night.

A man with a ladder finally gets your cousin out. Cold and blue but he made it through.
20 minutes later you get pulled out. Cold and blue and unable to move.

Thinking you might be OK I turned off the news...
If I would have known any better
I wouldn't have I would have watched you.

You died that night in a hospital bed, with your mom and dad right by the foot of your bed. They were shedding their tears wishing you would come back.

When I found out I cried too. Wishing I could have warned you. But now I am so blue without you.

At the age of 9 you died
I guess it was your time
To go up to heaven where the
angels are taking good care of you

*this poem is about my friend Tommy Redman who died in 1999~he was only in 3rd grade. By the way the cousin in the poem survived because Tommy let him out of the water before himself.
I love you Tommy