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The First Christmas
As I sit here among loved ones on Christmas Day
I think of you, that your heart must be ready to burst
Fathoming not the depths of your sorrow and pain
As you celebrate this 'first'
This first Christmas Day without your loved one
Ripped away from your family in a blink of an eye
A drunk driver sent him good bye
A curtain of grief veils your sight
Wondering will you ever again celebrate life?
A mask of pretend covers your face
For others you try to present yourself with grace
But deep down inside
Everything has died
No words can express
What I want to say
On this very terrible
First Christmas Day
I think of you, my friend
And hope these thoughts
Surround you with some comfort
And ease your aching heart
Written By: Corinne Pettrone
The Killer of My Dreams
The decision you made when you slid behind the wheel
Little did you know how may people's fates you would seal
With a few drinks under your belt
In an irreversible moment
The impact was felt
A loved one's life you did take
And a nightmare from hell you did create
Do you know the pain and suffering my loved one felt?
As life left his mangled body
The horrible result of the cards that you dealt
Do you know how much he was loved?
And how much he shall be missed?
Can you live with the knowledge
Of how it feels to give my loved one
One last kiss on his cold lifeless lips?
Written By: Corinne Pettrone
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