About the Poem
I wrote this poem when I was 11, for my best friend, Eric, who was killed by a log truck when we were both 10 years old. Even though he's gone, he still lives in my heart and my mind. I know I'll see him again someday, so I just have to keep living my life to the fullest.
|It was a cold, windy October day,
when you died and left my world so gray.
I can still remember your last screams
and the glistening tears falling from your eyes.
I told you not to ride in the street,
but you never thought it was your end you would meet.
We saw the truck, but it was too late,
I shut my eyes to block out your fate.
I heard a thud, and then your scream,
and I prayed to God it was only a dream.
A few days later, you were put in the ground,
and I became quiet, never making a sound.
Sometimes I can't believe you're really gone,
you always swore you'd never leave me alone.
When I see all them other girls with their guys,
I feel the warm tears slide from my eyes.
If you were here, I know what I'd do,
I'd stay by your side and always be true.
I wish I could have you 'til the end of time,
but even though you're gone, you'll be forever mine.