Her alarm clock was always set for 7: 39 <br />She was the kind of person who was always on time <br />She gave a piece of herself to everyone she knew <br />She always had an answer for every question you threw <br /> <br />When I had problems, she taught me beautiful lessons <br />and when she smiled she would ease the tension <br />But at the end of the day when everyone had gone <br />She still hadn't showed and I knew something was wrong <br /> <br />You see I knew she always woke at 7: 39 <br />I knew she was here everyday, rain or shine <br />And I became worried so I rushed to her home <br />to find a cold body lying helpless all alone <br /> <br />When it came to the arrangements I was asked to give a time <br />and they looked at me with puzzled faces when I suggested 7: 39 <br />She had told me she never had a lot of friends or a big family <br />But it occured to be then that she will always remain a part of me <br /> <br />Now the time passes and I can feel her watching over me <br />and everyday at 7: 39 I take a minute in her memory <br />I know she's in a better place where the clock is always the same <br />and I'm thankful that I knew her, even if it was for a short time frame<br /><br />Caroline Guedes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/7-39/
