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and also what poem(if you have one) that makes you cry?

2007-12-08 05:36:32 · 12 answers · asked by Anonymous in Entertainment & Music Polls & Surveys

Here's my 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 really felt 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 are always right.

Now the party is finally ending
Mom, as everyone is driving 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, so responsible and sweet.
I started to drive away, Mom, but as I pulled out into the road,
the other car didn't see me, Mom, and hit me like a load.

As I lay there 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 could this happen to me, Mom? My life just burst like a balloon.
There is blood all around me, Mom, and most of it is mine.

2007-12-08 05:37:51 · update #1

I hear the medic say, Mom, I'll die in a short time.

I just wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear I didn't drink.
It was the others, Mom. The others didn't think.
He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is, he drank and I will die.
Why do people drink, Mom? It can ruin your whole life.
I'm feeling sharp pains now. Pains just like a knife.

The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, and I don't think it's fair.
I'm lying here dying and all he can do is stare.
Tell my brother not to cry, Mom. Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mom, put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.
Someone should have told him, Mom, not to drink and drive.

If only they had told him, Mom, I would still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mom. I'm becoming very scared.
Please don't cry for me, Mom. When I needed you, you were always there.
I have one last question, Mom, before I say good bye.
I didn't drink and drive, so why am I the one to die?


- Anonymous

2007-12-08 05:38:26 · update #2

12 answers

I don't remember where I read this story and I won't be able to recreate it the same way, but I'll try...

A girl had been in a terrible accident and was left in the hospital in critical condition. She desperately needed a blood transfusion as quickly as possible and the only person they could find with the same blood type was her young brother, about five years old. The doctors asked the little boy if he would give his sister his blood to save her. The little boy asked if she would die if he didn't giver her his blood. They told him that yes, she probably would. He immediately consented and they had him lay down and prepared him for the needle. The little boy looked very concerned, and so the doctors asked him if he was alright. He replied "I just wanted to know if I'm going to die right away after my blood is gone."

The little boy thought that they were going to take all of his blood and give it to his sister and that he would have to die instead of her. But he was willing to do it.

2007-12-08 05:56:57 · answer #1 · answered by Kat* 7 · 0 0

definite as a rely of fact I do a million. Jay And The individuals - She Cried 2. Roy Orbinson - Crying Over You 3. Petula Clark - Kiss Me see you later 4. Smokey Robinson And The Maricles - Ooh toddler toddler 5. The field Tops - Cry Like a toddler 6. Peter Tosh - Why could I Cry 7. Garnet Mimms & The Enchanters - Cry toddler 8. The Beatles - For no person 9. Dee Clark - Raindrops 10. The Drifters - count form The Tears 11. Gary And The Paceakers - do no longer enable The sunlight seize You Crying 12. Elvis Presley - interior the Ghetto 13. The Everely Brothers - Crying interior the Rain 14. Gene Pitney - It Hurts To Be In Love 15. Freddy Fender - previously the subsequent Teardrop Falls sixteen. The Rolling Stones - AsTears bypass by 17. Billy J Kramer And The Dakotas - undesirable To Me 18. ? And The Mysterians - ninety six Tears 19. Dione Warwick - walk On Bye 20. The Zombies - She's no longer There 21. Patsy Cline - I Fall To products 22. Elvis Presley - Crying interior the Chapel 23. The Cascades - hear to The Rythem Of The Falling Rain 24. The sea coast Boys - do no longer undertaking toddler 25. Little Anthony And The Imperials - Tears On My Pillow 26. Little anthony And the Imperials - Going Out My Head 27. Little Gerry And The gem stones - Teardrops Are Falling 28. Jakie Wilson - Lonely Teardrops 29. The Buckinghams - do no longer You Care 30. Brenda And The Tabulations - Dry Your Eyes 31. Sunny And the Sunliners - Smile Now, Cry Later 32. The beatles - tell Me Why 33. George Michael - i visit be Your Father 34. The Searchers - Needles And Pins

2016-11-14 21:55:42 · answer #2 · answered by hudes 4 · 0 0

The Dance by Garth Brooks. Released in 1989. "I could have missed the pain, but I'da had to miss THE DANCE." It was on the radio when my dad died in an automobile accident. I was only 13. **Tears welling up in eyes**

2007-12-08 05:43:52 · answer #3 · answered by P@r@dise 3 · 1 0

Philadelphia by Neil Young.

2007-12-08 05:41:30 · answer #4 · answered by hedgewitch18 6 · 0 0

The Dance by Garth Brooks makes me bawl because it was played at my big brothers funeral and the peom She was only 5 is the saddest thing I have ever read

2007-12-08 05:39:48 · answer #5 · answered by 1hotmama 7 · 1 0

Mad world by Gary Jules.

Here's a link. The song is in the video.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t7Ig2JJRpdo

2007-12-08 05:46:17 · answer #6 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

Savin' Me by Nickelback. ughhhh. omg, it's horrible when I accidentally stuck it in my alarm clock adn that song woke me up. haha. But then when I got to school I got a hug and all was better ^^

2007-12-08 05:41:56 · answer #7 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

that song on the commercial.

So this is christmas and what have you done

with all the third world kids

2007-12-08 05:41:20 · answer #8 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

it's not really a song.........it's a music video






at the bottom of everything by bright eyes



it's so sad


but it's a really good song

2007-12-08 05:42:32 · answer #9 · answered by Anonymous · 1 0

The song Concrete Angel by Martina

And for the poem this isn't a poem but i read it on a myspace bulletin and it deffiently made me cry. I just have to share it.

I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back.



The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.



The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.'



Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny,

are you sure I don't have enough money?''



The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''



Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.



The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.



Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.



'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas.



She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.'



I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.



But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.'



His eyes were so sad while saying this. 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''



My heart nearly stopped.



The little boy looked up at me and said: 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.'



Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.'



'I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.'



Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.



I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check

again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''



'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.



The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!'



Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!''



'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''



'My mommy loves white roses.'



A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.



I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started.



I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.



Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young

woman and a little girl.



The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical

state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the

life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma.



Was this the family of the little boy?



Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.



I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.



She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.



I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is

still, to this day, hard to imagine.



And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.



Now you have 2 choices:



1) Repost this message, or



2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart.



For those who prefer to think that God is not watching over us.... go ahead and delete this. For the rest of us... pass this on.



The value of a man or woman resides in what he or she gives, not in what they are capable of receiving...repost it as a story that touche

2007-12-08 05:43:27 · answer #10 · answered by GiRLY GiRL xO0 4 · 3 0

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