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A poem for a special friend who died tragically in a motor accident, we were more than friends, we were like sisters!
hello my name is Ashley Roberts and I would like for you to write a poem for me and my friends to remember one of our best friends here are some of the things we used to do together:
We went everywhere with Jessica Ann Lutz we would have co-ed sleepovers and we are all 16 years old
she had long brown kinky curly hair brown eyes braces and glasses.
she was killed in a car wreck there was 6 of them in the truck 3 in front and 3 in the back and the truck and she was one of the 3 that was in the back she got thrown out and the cab of the truck landed on her. I went up to she her in the hospital 2 days before she died and I was talking to her she would squeeze my hand like she understood what I was saying but the doctor said she couldn't because she was brain dead. she passed away OCT.4,1999. Jessica tried to get along with everyone all the time but she only had 2 best best friends Heather Gray and myself. the 3 of us girls would go out and have a
good time just being with one another whether we were walking, riding
around, or sitting at one of our homes, we even called each others parents mom and dad and we would say each others home were our homes too. we were sisters not by blood but by choice. Please make this the title Sisters by choice, Not by blood.
thanks a bunch, Ashley Roberts & Heather Gray
Sisters By Choice
| Long brown and curly hair, all glasses and braces, gee, how I miss you, and all your smiling faces. We belonged together, everybody knew that we would, because we were sisters by choice, and not because of our blood. We miss you so much, our own special Jessica Ann, some days don't know how to manage, but we just do what we can. The pain of missing you, is supposed to subside, supposed to start receding, like a remorseful turning tide. But you were part of us, the pain just lingers on, like a record stuck in a groove, playing the same lines to a song. But we know you'll understand, when we let go of our grief, maybe you'd be happy, even show signs of relief. Because you know we'll always love you, and treasure the memories we hold, and we'll tell our grandchildren, a story that must be told. A story of a love so strong, that you was the sister that we chose, and the day that you died, an angel woke and rose. |
Allen Jesson
Comments:
I am sorry that it has taken me this long to thank you for the wonderfulpoem. I have been busy with school. I took the poem to school and shared it with some of mine and Jessica friends we all cried. I thought about putting it in the school paper for all to read. If that is alright with you. It may also help some of the other kids who loved and liked her.
Hoping it would wake some of the kids up that are in school who do drugs heavy and drive their cars crazy. I know that we are suppose to forgive but I can not find it in my heart to forgive the person who caused my best friend to lose her life. There is not a day that goes by that I don't think of her. My Mom says that the pain that I am feeling will fade as time goes by. She says that Jessica is still here and will always be a part of us as long as we have our memories. Mr. Jesson once again I want to thank you for the beautiful poem. You are the greatest !
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