Rush HourA Poem by TAYA man gets a call at work Rushes to the phone Its his brother sayin his wifes water just broke The man rushes out the door Jumps in the car He should've got it fixed cause now the motor wont start He tries a couple times And it finally cuts on And the man starts to smile As he thinks of his soon to be son Hes going so fast It doesnt take long For him to get to the house but by then they're all gone So its back out the door And into the car Puts the pedal to the floor Next stop's the ER He gets to the room Everyone looks surprised He looks at his wife and theres tears in her eyes "look hunny im sorry, i no i was late, but" she cuts him off "John, our son didnt make it"
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1 Review Added on September 16, 2009 Last Updated on November 4, 2009 Previous Versions AuthorTAYWVAboutMy name is Dmitri. My friends call me TAY (i have no clue why). i like to write poems. i may not be the best poet in the world but its just something i like to do. Weather im mad, sad, bored, or stres.. more..Writing
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