WHERE does this death go to, <br />can they hear my child tears, <br />dripping on this painted up <br />wooden casket. <br />CAN they see my body shaking, <br />from head to toe. <br />CAN they fix this problem with <br />words of wisdom, like i love <br />you, and ill see you soon, <br />WHERE does this death go to, <br />i am a child, and i dont really <br />know.<br /><br />DAVID GERARDINO<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mommas-last-lesson-64/
