when we hear your voice
there’s not a noise
just the tears
and the fears
morgan the one we
called mom
it’s hard to believe
that your gone
all of your kidley beans
cried and sighed.
the day when we’re
the ones that die
we will get to meet our
sweet sweet morgan again
by Kelly Brough
Message from the author: This poem is about one of my mentors that got killed in a car accident. On December 23rd 2008 Moran was going down 23 by 103 in Marion Ohio and she hit a sheet of ice and went over the median around 9:19. She got rushed to Marion General and on Christmas Eve She passed away around 2:30 in the morning