This "Special Poem"
speaks to the
On one side, was the most remarkable moon,
So large you could see even the tiniest of details.
On the other side, I caught a faint glimpse of
The colorful rising sun.
For one brief moment the two worlds were one.
The sound was a rhythmic patter,
Which I heard many times before.
The crisp morning breeze fell upon my warm face.
The day started as it usually did.
But, I never knew that my two magnificent worlds
Could be torn apart,
Leaving only an endless fear of nothingness.
The last sound was a loud piercing screech,
Bright light quickly faded into dark.
Today was like no other,
Today was the final test,
I jog every morning. I never saw the car that hit me, not the color, not even\par the face behind the wheel. I saw nothing but blackness; deep cold, blackness.
I tried desperately to yell and scream but I couldn't, not even one little whimper. I heard voices; they were quiet, almost mumbling, but the only true words I heard were " we've lost her."
My funeral came, everyone said so many kind things. It's ironic; people always\par wait until you die to say something nice about you. The last voice I heard was the voice of the drunk driver. He was sober now; he pleaded for forgiveness\par but we both knew that this absolution would never come. After he left there was this silence; a long-lonely silence that seemed to go on forever. The next morning as the moon was fading and the sun was rising, there was peace; not good, not bad, just endless peace.
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