Too Young to Die

by trish   Apr 24, 2006


I remember when the phone rang
They said that you were gone
I laughed and said how absurd
I just knew that they were wrong
So I called you and you did not answer
Instead, a quiet voice whispered it was true
Then I yelled up to heaven, trying to reach you

How could this be?
I just talked to you the other day
This was not happening
No, not this way

We made so many plans
I thought we had the time
Now I am left with only memories
Haunting in my mind

And as I watch the wrinkles
Slowly etch across my face
I wish for just one moment
That you could take my place.

*For Teresa who left before her time*

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