Drunk Driving Poem
Here is another sad poem. We don’t know the title or the author of this one:
Near to the door
he paused to stand
as he took his class ring
off her hand
all who were watching
did not speak
as a silent tear
ran down his cheek
and through his mind
the memories ran
of the moments they walked
and ran in the sand (hand and hand)
but now her eyes were so terribly cold
for he would never again
have her to hold
they watched in silence
as he bent near
and whispered the words…
“I LOVE YOU” in her ear
he touched her face
and started to cry
as he put on his ring
and wanted to die
and just then
the wind began to blow
as they lowered her casket
into the snow…
this is what happens
to man alive…
when friends let friends…
drink and drive.
We also got this drunk driving poem from an email that was circulating the Web. Again, to the person who wrote it, we thank you!
I wrote this when I was in grade 7. I’m now 42. It was for a drinking and driving campaign. I submitted it to my teacher. I still have the original on cue cards. Years ago I had seen it on an email that went around. I was so surprised to see it. Was thinking about it again and looked it up and found this. Thank you.
Thank you. Maybe, and hopefully someone’s poem will make others learn not to drink and drive. I started to cry when I first read this, because I know this is a true thing that can happen and it eats me up inside when stuff like this happen to innocent or non-innocent people. I feel bad for the many people who lose loved ones in a situation like this or some other one.
I have read this once again, I showed it to my mum and she cried tears coming down like a big rain storm.
I showed it to my poppa, he looked at me and said “Now, I hope that teaches you a lesson hunny not to drink a drive, for when you do you may die and be in a pool of blood while thriving in agonising pain.”
I went to my 13 y/o brother he started crying while saying, “Sis, I was almost in a accident like this I hope you understand how important it is to understand this and know not to drink and drive.” I was all like, “Brother, if that’s what you want I swear on the bible of our savior, God that I will never drink and drive.”
He was in tears and said, “Okay sis, lor you!”
I said, “I love you more that you know, big brother!”
I told many others in my family and we spoke about this many times, we all swore never to drink and drive. {^>^} Thanks, I love you all, and I hope all y’all are safe and sound God watching over you all! {^>^}
In the 80’s it was called Class Ring. We circulated that poem throughout the whole high school.