Creative writing: poetry
She fell to the floor
She fell to the floor grabbing her head
Now she lays lifeless in a hospital bed.
Nothing can be done to save her precious life
Due to what happened today.
Our last memory may be tonight �
She is a wonderful girl,
Only age fifteen.
She had a great future,
She was one of the most determined
People I�d ever seen.
But as she lies helpless and weak,
I wonder if she�ll live
To see the sun of next week.
She takes her last breath
And I learn reality.
But I will never forget
Our one last memory.
� Meredith Seawell
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