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This is a poem about a friends loss to drinking and driving |
| If I never saw that girl,
I would have never drank that night If I never started the car, my love would still be here tonight The days may pass and the weeks may soar But my love for her is what I still adore How could I have done it, how could this be me I don't drink and drive, this could never be Why did this happen, why am I here Is this a test, to stop my friend from passing the beer All I know is that if I never drank that night She would still be here and never had to go into the light. |