My Best Loved Literature

I went to a party mom, I remember what you said:

You told me not to drink, Mom so I drank a soda instead.

I felt really proud inside Mom, The way you said I would.

I didn't drink and drive Mom even though others said I should.

I know I did the right thing Mom, I know you're always right.

Now the party is finally ending, Mom as everyone drives out of sight.

As I got into my car Mom, I know I'd ger home in one piece

Because of the way you raised me Mom as responsible and sweet.

I started to drive away, Mom but as I pulled onto the road

The other car didn't see me Mom and it hit me like a load.

As I lie here on the pavement, Mom I hear the policemen say

The other guy is drunk Mom and now I'm the one who'll pay

I'm lying here dying Mom I wish you'd get here soon

How come this happened to me, Mom? My life burst like a balloon!

There is blood all around me, Mom most of it is mine.

I hear the paramedic say, Mom I'll be dead in a short time

I just wanted to tell you Mom I swear I didn't drink,

It was the others Mom/ The others didn't think.

He didn't know where he was going, Mom/ He was probably at the same party as I.

The only difference is, Mom/ He drank and I will die.

Why do people drink, Mom?/ It can ruin your whole life.

I'm feeling sharp pains now, Mom/ Pains just like a knife

The guy who hit me is walking, Mom/ I don't think it's fair.

I'm lying here dying, Mom/ While all he can do is stare

Tell my brothers not to cry, Mom/ Tell Daddy to be brave

And when I get to heaven, Mom/ Write "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.

<FONTCOLOR=#040080>Someone should have told him, Mom/ Not to drink and drive.

If only they'd have talked to them, Mom/ I would still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter, Mom/ I'm becoming scared;

Please don't cry for me Mom/ Because when I needed you, You were always there.

I have one last question Mom/ Before I say goodbye.

I didn't ever drink, Mom/ So why am I the one to die?

This is the end Mom/ I Wish I could look you in the eye

To say these final words, Mom/ I Love You and GoodBye.

                                        -Author Unknown

My english teacher gave me this poem my senior year and it brought me to tears. Give this poem to your children and teach them about drinking and driving.

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