It was a schoolday
Like most before
Got up early, rode the bus
Stepped into the school...
The whispers
"Did you hear?"
"...Died"
Bits and pieces, but no more
The pit of my stomach began to ache
Something wasn't right
Nothing at lunch
[But one girl crying]
With self restraint
Class went on
Still the question pleading
Wracking my brain
Seventh period came
A conversation overheard
"Its so sad..."
"..such a young girl"
Girl...
No it couldn't be
Panicked and scared
But I already knew,
I went to all your viewings
You still looked so beautiful
I hope you liked the ankh
It reminded me of you
I sat at the church
The bagpipes played
A moment of silence heard
Words from friends
We all signed your casket
And left you a rose
But I don't need to tell you
You already know
I left that day
To not think of you
But I could not resist
I grieved in your room
Copyright 2003 D. Corey Sanderson
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