Bill

In my year of 7
I had a best friend,
Our times together...
As friends were fun

On the year of 1995,
In the month of May
I picked up the Ventura Star Sunday Paper,
Right next to the cracked painted doorway

I immediately headed for the funnies
Passing the Ventura section
I noticed my friends face.
I read...

My hands quivered as I read
"Man Shot"
I dropped the paper, fell over,
And wept.

Tears fell from my eyes,
An undying rain of salt,
I ran to my parents to comfort me
As I cried my words of grief:

"It can't be true."

By DS