Feathers Like Chad Poem by C.R. Blazo

We had some real great years
We laughed and joked
Drank and smoked
Passed the nights away
The girls we chased
The stories we laced
On graduation day
Those years the best
Our youth did crest
We moved towards seperate ways
The days would pass
The years did mass
All the sudden the skies turned gray
To hear that my freind had died
To know that his newborn cried
His fiancee falling to her knees
She raises her arms and shakes her fist
Screaming 'Bring him back to me! '
In the night two cars met
Drunken kid at play
Not one but two lives lost
Not to see the light of day
He is someone I will always miss
And this is deffinately true
Knowing that he smiles above me
Among the white and blue.