Eddie Warner

It was a sunny afternoon as the sky turned pitch black,
Like the night without a moon.
I gently knocked on the door,
Not knowing what would be in store for me.
I had no idea, I was too na~ve.
I had felt like a big boy that day;
My mother had let me venture off selling my school fund raiser all by myself.
Little did I know these were my final hours.
I was only 10 years old.
I did not know the dangers that were ahead of me in the house of the 15 year old boy
I was only 10 years old.
As they searched for me, both family and friends,
I wanted nothing more than to be able to tell them I was alright.
But I knew it was too late for me.
I watched then from above, as my family and friends mourned.
All I wanted to do was to go home,
To play in the back yard with my friends,
To go to school just one more time, even though I hated it.
But I knew it was too late for me.
God watches over me now, he takes care of me.
I was only 10 years old when my life was taken from me.
It was far too short a life.
I never got to be an astronaut.
I never got to ride a roller coaster.
I never got to feel the rush of breeze through my hair,
As I drove the car with the windows down.
Life is too short to take things for granted.
I tell you this now, after it is too late for me.
Cherish everyday as if it were your last.
And if ever you feel like living everyday is not enough,
Then think of me
I was only 10 years old.
I was only 10 years old.

Joe O'Rourke

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