Dying - Poem by Rebecca Underwood
We have had a terrible weekend,
Now everyone is crying,
Over a very good friend,
Who has just got done dying.
I didn't know her very well,
But it makes me very sad,
to know that someone so young,
Had died in the last few days.
She had lots to live for,
And friendships that would last forever,
Will her friends forget her,
I think they will forget her never?
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