The Crash (For My Best Frined, Dominic) Poem by Tiffany Wolf

Crash went the car,
Smash went the pole,
That day the wind,
It was knee buckling cold.
You were on your way,
To go 'Whee! ' with the sled,
Something went wrong,
And the squeal of the car put you in your eternal bed.
If I would've heard the click of the belt,
Who knows what I would've felt.
I don't know if you made shrilling screams,
But i do know I hear your sweet heavenly voice everynight in my dreams
I wish I could've yelled to warn you,
So that we culd be together, just us two.
I saw you lay there without a sound,
Now you're no longer going to come around.
Rip went your pale delicate skin,
Now you're laying in a white wooden coffin.
Maybe someday I will again get to see your perfect face,
And meet again in an angelic heavenly space.......