Red Smile
A burning flame,
Threw the truck off,
its course,
The metal pipes,
smooth around,
sharp ends,
Came flying at us,
Our little car had no chance,
as I sat in the passenger seat.
You were driving,
And saw the flame,
Saw the pipe flying to me,
like a magnet it was straight,
on its course to my heart,
I heard the snap,
the sound of your release,
And you were there,
To take my place,
I gave up,
I was ready,
with you my love,
Next to me,
You looked down,
told me not to cry,
Your smile red,
As you saved my life.
poem by Rebecca Adams
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