But it looks as if we'll lose you too. They put me in an ambulance; they took me away. My breath is getting shorter, Mom. I have one last question, Mom, Before I say good-bye. She unpacked her things with such great ease. I felt really proud inside, Mom, The way you said I would.
They finally made it to the point at last, And Jeff started trying to make a pass. The medics worked on him to give him breath, But he was fading fast So close to death. My own blood's all around me, As I try hard not to cry. Who would know these kids were drunkdriving in our town? I know I did the right thing momI know your always rightThe party's finally ending momAs everyone drove out of sight. I really felt proud inside, Mom, The way you said I would. He was the most loved with a million friends. I didn't drink and drive, So why am I the one to die? Disclaimer: I make no claim to the music video or song Simple Plan by Untitled.
I have to go on now without my whole family. A pass is not what Jenny wanted at all and by a pass, I don't mean playing football. Because of the way you raised me, So responsible and sweet. Then would you kindly play the piano instrumental below it as theme music for the poem's actual reading. There were some interesting facts, which I read from an old issue of India Today 2008. The pair were out looking at Christmas lights when their vehicle was hit from behind by a car traveling at 100 mph. For Jeff was half drunk by this time.
Because of the way you raised me, So responsible and sweet. For once in her life 'twas on the right side of town. And a few moments later Jenny died. I wrote this in hopes young people will realize they are not invincible and that bad things don't always happen to the other guy; because sometimes the other guy is them! How could this happen to me, Mom? While many of us were caught up in the hustle of the holiday season, Melissa McNeill was remembering a crash that 7 years ago snuffed out the life of her son, Marky McNeill. Dwight Samples and Jerrod Abbott the fellow Samples was drag racing against have been arrested and charged with vehicular homicide. Why was I the one to die??? Everyday he drinks and drivesAnd everyday I'm wondering if he will survive. She was a mother, wife, daughter and had many friends.
Intense pain, the smell of blood tearing eyes begin to flood. But, they decide to do it anyway. She begged and pleaded for him to slow down, But he just got faster as they neared the town. The man who hit me momIs walking, it's no fairI'm lying here dying momWhile all he does is stare. There was only one problem stopping her fate.
My life just burst like a balloon. I'm feeling sharp pains now. If he could see the pain he caused would he stop? But it looks as if we'll lose you too. Tell my brother not to cry, Mom. It can ruin your whole life. The Moonlight Ride Author Unknown Jenny was so happy about the house they had found. You told me not to drink, Mom, so I drank soda instead.
What a tragic moment for me, I got the call at 4 am, And we rushed to the hospital to be there for you. I don't know what was wrong with the way you were thinking, You told me don't drink, Don't smoke, And get good grades, But now all that is starting to fade. Why do people drink momIt can ruin your whole lifeI'm feeling sharp pains momJust like a burning knife. As Jeff drove on in a fit of wild anger, Jenny knew that her life was in danger. You told me not to drink, Mom So I had a sprite instead.
She awoke in the hospital to faces so sad. This is the sad poem that a lot of people search for. Teens know about death and carnage, but they view them uncomprehendingly as elements that unfold on the big screen solely for entertainment purposes. Why be the cause for a death of an innocent person. He flew from the windshield and onto the ground. This is what happens to many alive, When friends let friends drink and drive Here's another: Moonlight Ride Author Unknown Jenny was so happy about the house they had found. I made a healthy choice, And your advice to me was right, The party finally ended, And the kids drove out of sight.