When I Was Driving

When I was driving
all I could think of was me and you
and the times that we felt like we had flew
are the times that I can not lose

When I was driving
I asked myself, why you and I
why did our baby have to die
I am sitting here driving
and all I can do is sigh

As we lie
our baby in that tiny casket
and as the last candle was lite
a tear came crawling down from my eye

As I was driving
all I could think of was my baby Lou
as I sit upon the wheel
all I could hear was a squeal
my life has ended

~This poem Is not true. I just started to write and this is what I wrote. Please comment and tell me what you think. Thank you~