Short Stories

When I Die

By Diane (my friend)

Remember what I did I for you
And all the things I mean to you
For all those years I cared
And for all the time I was there
When you went off to college
You knew all knowledge
But what you didn't know
Was how I got kidnapped and got put on the snow
I crawled back home
Trying to make a call
But I slipped and fell in the hall
When you came back you just saw me laying there
Cold and stale
You sobed and sobed for all who cared
Remember me when I die
Because I told you any lies