The Red Dress
The last thing I saw
Luann wear was that
beautiful red dress.
Our last kiss,
was so sweet,
as we bid fair well,
she stepped into the
car and drove away,
never to see her again.
A pickup truck came
from nowhere as
he went pass the stop sign.
Luann's entire body and
the beautiful dress
was all covered in red
her enchanting face
I will never see
again, because a drunk driver,
had taken that away also,
the crumbled up body
was taken to the morgue,
the red dress was
her last thing to wear,
I will always remember it,
Luann's memory will always
be in my heart, loving,
her till my dying days.
wrote 8-17-07 The only thing true about this is i saw a woman one day wearing a red dress which gave me the idea for the poem. also i once knew a girl name luann,the rest was all made up in my mind.
Copyright © James Foulk | Year Posted 2008
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