He was seventeen & doing well,
But one reckless moment condemned him to hell.
He thought he was cool - he wanted to be free,
The car he, d worked hard for just waiting for his P's.
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A difficult subject for a poem, but you've done magnificently. As far as the final line goes, he is left with something - his life, and that's certainly something to be very thankful for. S :)
hey helen! yea i agree with susan it is hard to write about something like that... magnificent in my opinion, and i like ur rhyming scheme! keep up the good work! looking forward to see more of ur works: D :)