I dedicate this poem to parents everywhere...

You wave goodbye, only for a moment you think, a kiss on the cheek, then they are gone.
Not knowing that it was for the last time.
How do you say all that needs to be said, you'll have all the time in the world for that.
You question what went wrong and why you weren't strong.
Why you didn't say no, you were their best friend, you were their mom.
The screech of tires, the shattered glass, in the blink of an eye it all changes.
No more parties or dances, no friends to hold close.
No spring, summer or fall and winter is only the cold stillness of forever.
They were too young to die, you need more time.
One more chance to say "I love you" instead of goodbye...