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Tribute to a young Manx lad who was tragically killed yesterday

Today I looked at your picture and I shed a silent tear We had never met yet, still I cry and I grieve for your family Cut down in your prime just seventeen years old Your friend – oh how he wishes he could turn the clock back But he faces the rest of his life knowing he killed you Guess you never dreamed when you went on a car journey That it would be the last trip you ever made At the end of the day a car is a machine Machines are dangerous if used incorrectly Why Why Why don’t people realise Jan Allison 25th August 2014

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Date: 8/26/2014 6:34:00 AM
Life is such, Jan, One moment we may see a walking by and the next moment we hear he is gone, heartfelt tribute young Manx
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Date: 8/26/2014 7:05:00 AM
Thanks for the lovely comment Dr Mehta:-) Hugs Jan xx
Date: 8/25/2014 7:14:00 PM
Oh you have gone right to the core there Jan, very good, my boys are not teenagers now but I still tend to worry about them driving, they may be in their 40's and 30's, every time I hear of a car accident, the thought goes through my mind. great write my dear friend, take care...........Vera...........
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Date: 8/25/2014 7:18:00 PM
It shook me to the core Vera - the second tragedy in 5 months - the last one a 14 yr old girl killed. I don't know what the answer is to prevent any more of these needless deaths. Hugs to you and Peter Jan xxxx
Date: 8/25/2014 4:38:00 PM
Oh that is sad, seventeen is too young :(
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Date: 8/25/2014 4:41:00 PM
It was tragic Casarah. In March a 14 yr old girl was killed - 8 kids in one car - sheer madness - unti they enforce tougher sentences it will continue but I guess if you have been responsible for someone's death it is a sentence you carry for the rest of your life:-( Hugs Jan xx my other 2 poems posted today are happy :-)
Date: 8/25/2014 2:03:00 PM
- Your tears proves you have a heart - Moving poem, Jan ! - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 8/25/2014 2:13:00 PM
Just made me so so sad to see the picture of this young lad Anne Lise:-( Hugs Jan xx
Date: 8/25/2014 1:41:00 PM
Thanks for your comment on my poem. Yes I feel very very lucky x
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Date: 8/25/2014 1:44:00 PM
:-) xx
Date: 8/25/2014 1:40:00 PM
Beautiful succinct poem. x
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Date: 8/25/2014 1:41:00 PM
Thanks for the lovely comment Bronwyn:-) Hugs Janxxx
Date: 8/25/2014 1:12:00 PM
This is a lesson to be learned, but young people seem to think they are immortal. We cry for people that we never met, because we have feelings. Thanks for sharing and for the rose... Lucilla
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Date: 8/25/2014 1:16:00 PM
Oh lucilla I wish the rose was for real my friend xxx and thanks for the lovely comment on my poem:-) Hugs jan xxx
Date: 8/25/2014 1:11:00 PM
How tragic Jan...life is precious we must live it to the fullest....my sympathies to the family and friends.... Hugs Tim
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Date: 8/25/2014 1:17:00 PM
Life is precious Tim and we have to grasp every opportunity that we are offered as it may never pass our way again - the past 3 years have taught me a great deal! Hugs Jan xxx
Date: 8/25/2014 12:40:00 PM
a very sad story but important to tell. this is written very well. we have never met but i shed a tear. thank you.
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Date: 8/25/2014 12:45:00 PM
Thanks Maurice for your lovely comment - sadly we hear of yet another tragedy where a young life is ended so soon. Hugs Jan xxx

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