When I think of her
It all comes back to me
That day I seen her
On the road laying there
I wish it was not her but
The man that was driving
He was the man that that did it
After he gets out he did not want
To have anything to do with her
And he would not even go
To see her after he got out
All of her friends set there not
Knowing what to do for each other
It hurts to see her like this not for
Just me and friends but all of her
Family.
We all want to help her but we know
That is nothing more we can do ever
Again.
She was our Amber Carson and
We loved her so very much
He had to take her away from us and
Now there are only memories of her
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lovely the way you describe it. reminds of a person i love myelf.