On the first day of school,
I met her in class.
I thought I was a fool
But she gave me a pass.
So we were friends
For the next three years.
But then something happened
And she broke out in tears.
It was her father
Who battled with cancer.
So I asked her a question
And got a sad answer.
He died in the car
Late last night.
The car lit only
By the shining star light.
She needed a shoulder
So I lent her mine.
Then I gave her a hug
And she started to cry.
That was what happened
Under the stars.
The poor man that died
In the little car.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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