A good friend, I loved, i lost
wish she goes to heaven or it may cost;
Never can i believe that she has passed
away, remem bering the times we spent
everyday...
When every time my heart is pierced by
sorrow, and so remember that death is
the one that is ought to follow...
We laughed, we cried, we sang the songs
she liked when she was alive...
She was a music lover,
she was a girl like no other;
she was tall, she was pretty
But never can you say that she was witty
she was kind
she was friendly
played the guitar
she held it steady
she was loving
she was funny;
she was caring
she wasn't girly
she was loved
by others,
friends, families
and especially her lovers...
she was always happy
she'd always cheer me up;
And I'd gladly(to her death)
wish to wake her up
gone so young on such a
beautiful day,
But i knew it! i sensed it
that something bad is going to
happen today...
And that is Pauline Diano
gone so young...
Frances Lugtu
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pauline-diano-a-contribution-to-her-death/
