ciaran magee

Shopping Can Kill

Shopping is always fun,
especially when I have my son cute little son.
We run around the shops, laugh and joke,
But suddenly I heard him choke.

I worried and froze,
The choke volume rose.
My mind went blank,
My heart sank.

His eyes closed,
Breathes stalled.
He lay here in a deathly pose.

He is gone forever,
It will be never,
Before I come to terms with the lose of my cute little boy.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 3, 2008
Poem Edited: Monday, May 14, 2012

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