When I read this it sent chills down my spinehow about you?

Little Boy Blue

The little toy dog is covered with dust
But sturdy and staunch he stands
The little toy soldier is red with rust
His musket moulds in his hands
Time was when the dog was new
The soldier was passing fair
That was when our little boy blue
Kissed them and put them there

"Now dont you move till I come back"he said
"And dont make any noise"
So toddling off to his trundle bed
He dreamt of his pretty toys
While he was dreaming an angel song
Awakened our little boy blue
Oh!The years are many the years are long
But the little toy friends are true

Faithful to little boy blue they stand
Each in the same old place
Awaiting the touch of a little hand
The smile of a little face
And wonder while waiting the long years through
In the dust of that little chair
What has become of our little boy blue
Since he kissed them and put them there

Isnt that sad do you know any sad poems?

That's a really nice poem.

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Andrew Carden

While I was riding to school this morning at about 6:50am, I heard this sad poem on WBEB 101.1 Radio.

"The Prom" poem


I went to a party, mom.
I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink mom,
So I drank soda instead.

I felt really proud inside, mom,
the way you said I would.
I didn't drink and drive, mom,
even though the others said I should

I know I did the right thing mom,
I know you're always right.
Now the party is finally ending, mom,
as everyone drives out of sight.

As I got into my car, mom,
I knew I'd get home in one piece,
because of the way you raised me, mom,
so responsible and sweet.

I started to drive away, mom,
but as I pulled onto the road,
the other car didn't see me, mom,
and it hit me like a load.

As I lie here on the pavement, mom,
I hear the policeman say,
the other guy is drunk mom,
and now I'm the one who will pay.

I'm lying here dying, mom,
I wish you'd get here soon.
How come this happened to me, mom?
My life burst like a balloon.

I just want to tell you, mom,
I swear I didn't drink.
It was the others, mom,
The others didn't think.

He didn't know where he was going mom,
he was probably at the same party as I,
the only difference is, mom,
he drank and I will die.

Why do people drink, mom?
It can ruin your whole life.
I'm feeling sharp pains now mom,
pains just like a knife.

The guy who hit me is walking, mom,
I don't think it's fair.
I'm lying here dying mom,
while all he can do is stare.

Tell my brother not to cry, mom,
tell daddy to be brave.
And when I get to heaven, mom,
write "daddy's girl" on my grave.

Someone should have told him mom,
not to drink and drive.
If only they'd have taken the time, mom,
I would still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter, mom,
I'm becoming very scared.
Please don't cry for me, mom
because when I needed you, you were always there.

I have one last question, mom
before I say goodbye.
I didn't ever drink, mom,
so why am I to die?

This is the end, mom,
I wish I could look you in the eye.
To say these final words, mom,
I love you...and good-bye.

That is excellent. A real tear-jerker.

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Andrew Carden

One of my teachers has that poem in her office! She makes me read it everyday! It is called "Someone Should Have Told Him"! I cried the firdt time I heard it at our All Star Retreat! Its a decision making camp and its soooooo fun! She makes me read it everyday cuz I drink to much and im only 14! She is like head of the L.O.V.E. team at our school! And the bookeeper! But she luvs to help kids! She is awesome!

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(After the fake motorcycle accident)
Jo:My head hurtz a lil
Nat: A Concusion!!!!!!
Jo's dad:The doctor examined her head and found nothing!
Blair:Not even a lil bit of straw!

Both poems, Little Boy Blue and the Prom one are excellent even though. OUr town's high school gets a wrecked car and puts it out in front during prom season. I would think that's got to be effective...but ther will always be people who think it could never happen to them

A PIZZA, A PARTY, AND A MOONLIGHT RIDE

Jenny was so happy about the house they had found
for once in her life, 'twas on the right side of town
she unpacked her things with such great ease.
As she watched her curtains blow in the breeze.

How wonderful it was to have her own room,
School would be starting, she'd have friends over soon.
There'd be sleep overs and parties; she was so happy
It's just the way she wanted her life to be.

On the first day of school, everything went great.
she made new friends, and even got a date!
she thought, "I want to be popular and I'm going to be,
because I just got a date with the star of the team!"

To be known in this shool you had to have clout, and dating this guy would sure help her out.
There was only one problem stopping her fate.
her parents had said she was too young to date.

"Well, I jus won't tell them the entire truth.
they won't know the difference; what's there to loose?"
Jenny asked to stay with her friends that night.
Her parents had frowned but said, "all right."

Excited, she got ready for the big event
but as she rushed around like she had no sense,
she began to feel guilty about all the lies,
But whats a pizza, a party and a moonlight ride?

Well, the pizza was good and the party was great, but the moonlight ride would have to wait.
For Jeff was half drunk by this time.
But he kissed her and said that he was just fine.

Then the room filled smoke an Jeff took a puff
Jenny couldn't believe he was smoking that suff.
Now Jeff was ready to ride to the point
but only after he'd smoked another joint.

They jumped in the car for a moonlight ride,
thinking that he was too drunk to drive.
They finally made it to the point at last,
And Jeff started to make a pass.

A pass is not what Jenny wanted at all.
"Perhaps my parents were right...maybe I am to young.
Boy, how could I ever, ever be so dumb."

With all of her might, she pushed Jeff away:
"Please take me home, I don't want to stay."
Jeff cranked up the engine and flored the gas. In a matter of seconds they were going to fast.

As Jeff drove on in a fit of wild anger,
Jenny knew her life was in danger.
She begged and pleaded for him to slow down,
but he just gt faster as they neared town.

"Just let me go home! I'll confess that I lied.
I really went out for a moonlight ride."
Then all of a sudden, she saw a big flash.
"Oh God, Please help us! We're going to crash!"

She doesn't remember the force of impact.
Just that everything all of a sudded went black.
she felt someone remove her form that twisted rubble,
and heard, CALL AN AMBULANCE! THESE KIDS ARE IN TROUBLE!"

Voices she heard...a few words at best.
but she knew there were two cars involved in the wreck.
Then wondered to herself if Jeff was alrigt,
and if the people in the other car were alive.

She awole in the hospital to faces so sad.
"You've been in a wreck and it looks pretty bad."
These voices echoed inside her head,
as they gently told her that Jeff was dead.

The said "Jenny, we've done all we can do,
But it looks as if we'll lose you too."
But the people in he other car!?" Jenny cried. "We're sorry, Jenny, they also died."

Jenny prayed,"God forgive me for what I've done. I only wanted to have just one night of fun. Tell those people's family, I've made their lives dim, And I wish i could return their families to them."

Tell mom and dad I'm sorry I lied,
and that it's my fault so many have died
Oh, nurse, won't you please tell them that for me?" The nurse just stood there-she never agreed.

But took Jenny's hand with tears in her eyes
and a few moments later, Jenny died.
A man asked the nurse, "Why didn't you do your best to bid that girl her one last request?"

She looked at the man with eyes oh so sad.
"Because the peple in the other car were her mom and dad."


[This message has been edited by Jo_Polniaczek (edited 05-04-2001).]

The person REALLY did not die! http://www.sitcomsonline.com/ubb/smile.gif

what person:confused:

Those last two are so sad :( ... I'd read them before but they still give me chills.

My friend emailed this to me.

Footprints

A life, a story,
a brother, a friend.
I still can't reason why,
your journey had to end.

I try not to get angry.
Gee, how I've tried.
I've tried to see your anguish,
and the pain you felt inside.

But there is a certain stigma,
its something I wish I'd never heard,
I wish that it just wasn't possible,
I wish that there was no such word.

Because life can be a roller coaster,
most times it’s a bumpy ride,
but why did you have to get off,
and choose to suicide?

Caitlin is such a beautiful girl;
she was the apple of your eye.
You loved her so very much,
but she also keeps asking "Why?"

I know that your life
was cut way too short,
I've tried adding up the logic,
and at times it comes to naught.


You were always searching for something,

but I'm not quite sure what,
you did everything with a passion;
you gave it your very best shot.

And life is not forever,
time only goes one way,
and everyone will leave this earth,
everybody has that day.

And all that is ever left
are the memories to hand,
to treasure against the tides of time,
like footprints in the sand.

OMG, those were all good. The one about Jenny and the party had me :crying:

For the person who posted "Footprints" I LOVE that poem. And, the one about the Prom was scary. I've read it before somewhere :(

*Misty*
My name is Misty
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,
I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made my daddy so mad?
I wish I were better
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy would still want to hug me.
I can't speak at all
I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up
All the day long.
When I awake I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home
When my mommy does come I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just one whipping tonight.
Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie's Bar.
I hear him curse
My name he calls
I press myself
Against the wall
I try and hide
From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry
He finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words,
He says its my fault
That he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And I run for the door.
He's already locked it
And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues
With more bad words spoken.
"I'm sorry!", I scream
But its now much too late
His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor
My name is Misty
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me.
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*In Memory of The School Shootings*
Mommy...
Bobby brought a gun to school,
He told his friends that it was cool,
And when he pulled the trigger back,
It shot with a great crack.
Mommy, I was a good girl, I did
What I was told,
I went to school, I got straight A's,
I even got the gold!
But Mommy, when I went school that day,
I never said good-bye,
I'm sorry Mommy, I had to go,
But Mommy, please don't cry.
When Bobby shot the gun,
He hit me and another,
And all because Bobby,
Got the gun from his older brother.
Mommy, please tell Daddy;
That I love him very much,
And please tell Chris; my boyfriend;
That it wasn't just a crush.
And tell my little sister;
That she is the only one now,
And tell my dear sweet grandmother;
I'll be waiting for her now,
And tell my wonderful friends;
That they always were the best;
Mommy, I'm not the first,
I'm no better than the rest.
Mommy, tell my teachers;
I won't show up for class,
And never to forget this,
And please don't let this pass.
Mommy, why'd it have to be me?
No one deserves this,
Mommy, warn the others,
Mommy I left without a kiss.
And Mommy tell the doctors;
I know they really did try,
I think I even saw a doctor,
Trying not to cry.
Mommy, I'm slowly dying,
With a bullet in my chest,
But Mommy please remember,
I'm in heaven with the rest.
Mommy I ran as fast as I could,
When I heard that crack,
Mommy, listen to me if you would,
I'm not coming back.
I wanted to go to college,
I wanted to try things that were new,
I guess I'm not going with Daddy,
On that trip to the new zoo.
I wanted to get married,
wanted to have a kid,
I wanted to be an actress,
Mommy, I wanted to live.
But Mommy I must go now,
The time is getting late,
Mommy, tell my boyfriend,
I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date.
I love you Mommy, I always have,
I know; you know it's true,
And Mommy all I wanted to say is,
"Mommy, I love you."
:(

Originally posted by Lisa Whelchel Forever
For the person who posted "Footprints" I LOVE that poem. And, the one about the Prom was scary. I've read it before somewhere :(

The prom poem is in one of the chicken soup for teenage soul books.... I think. That might be where you heard it.

:rip:

This is actually not a poem but a song but here it is...
In a little while from now, If Im not feeling any less sour
I promised myself, Id tread myself and vistit a nearby tower...
And climbing to the top, I'd throw myself off
In an effort to, make clear to whoever, what it's like when your shattered..
Standing in a lurch, In a church with people saying..
My God, that's tough, she stood him up
No point in us remaining..
W may as well go home,
I decided on my own
Alone Again, Naturally
It seems that only yesterday,
I was cheerful bright and gay( happy )
Looking forward to, and who wouldn't do
the role i was about to play
and as if to knock me down
reality came around
and without so much as a mere touch
put me int little pieces
leaving me to doubt, all about God and His mercy
Oh, if He really does exist,
Why did He desert me?
And in my our of need,
I truly am indeed
Alone again, naturally
It seems to me that there are more hearts broken in the world that can be mended
Left unattended, what do we do? What do we do?
In looking back over the years
and wahtever else has occured
I remeber i cried when my father died
Never wishing to hide the tears
At sixty-five years old
My mother, God rest her soul,
Couldn't understand why the only man
She had ever loved had been taken
Leaving her to start, with a heart so badly broken
Despite encouragemnt from me
No words from her were ever spoken
And when she passed away,
I cried and cried all day
Alone again, naturally,
Alone again..........naturally~ Gilbert O'Sullivan (Alone Again naturally)