Another Temporary One Poem by Francis Duggan

Nothing wrong with him as a person though a bit wild it did seem
Just a young P plate driver who was letting off some steam
With a longing for excitement common for one of nineteen
Of driving too fast on a wet road the danger he had not seen.

A speed wobble going around a corner was all that it did take
He tried to straighten his car and he pressed hard on the brake
But his car went over the embankment and tumbled down the slope
And now his parents and his siblings and his friends with their grief have to cope.

He thought he was indestructible many of his age think that way
And had he driven a bit more slowly he would be around today
But the past cannot be altered and what is done is done
And sadly he was one of those another temporary one.

His best years were ahead of him the reaper claimed him young
And he was a good person his praises have been sung
The one who truly loved him can never be his wife
Not meant to father her children he lost his gift of life.