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Black Rose

September 10, 2009
By VarbleMer138 BRONZE, Philpot, Kentucky
VarbleMer138 BRONZE, Philpot, Kentucky
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Feeling cold November air.
Chilling my bones, blowing my hair.
My face feels numb with flowing tears,
You've been gone now, seven years.

Lonely despair seeps through my heart,
Because I know we are worlds apart.
I lay a red rose upon your grave,
My love for you, I will always save.

The times we've shared, I will cherish,
Although my memory will perish.
A glimpse of happiness, I can see,
When thining of you being with me.

Mother, I miss and love you so,
But I don't understand why you had to go.
Staring at the rose, I am taken aback,
Because, like my heart, it fades to black.


The author's comments:
I was in my room looking at my mother's picture, which inspired me to write this piece. She was killed by a drunk driver in November of 1999. I hope people will see the pain I felt remembering that devistating time in my life and will think twice about drinking and driving when they read this poem. I believe more people should be aware of the impact it has on people, and hopefully by reading this poem, people will get the message.

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on Feb. 9 2010 at 5:33 pm
~aLeX~uNkNOwN~tAlEnTs~ SILVER, Boca Raton, Florida
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im breath taken hope you write more and im deeply sorry about your mother......note that love,faith,trust will desent apond even when you in the darkest shadow!!!! be stronge ,keep writing ,and dont shed anymore tears on this earth

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on Oct. 2 2009 at 3:56 pm
ninian SILVER, Alexandria, Virginia
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i almost cried when i read this...but i love it. im sorry about your mother though...

on Sep. 29 2009 at 9:34 am
KiraKira PLATINUM, Cardiff By The Sea, California
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Favorite Quote:
Do not pity the dead, Harry. Pity the living, and above all, pity those who live without love -Albus Dumbledore

I love this! Such figurative language! :)