It was normal for what this day should become
Never did I think I would end up so numb
A simple phone call, his voice sounded dread
Then he told me...my best friend was dead
An immense torrent that this river throws down
Two young boys and a man...they drowned
His body was the only one that they found
The others it took..another whole day
The tears wouldn't stop, was this a blood price to pay?
The pain it grew worse with each day I woke
Always hoping that it was just some bad joke
But there I stood, saying my last goodbye
And once again, I started to cry
Forever and always I remember the pain
But never forget that his death wasn't in vain
A sense of comfort something I wanted to get
You'll never be forgotten, my brother, Justin Paul Witt

6-26-89 to 4-1-07

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*Note*
This poems is based on something real.
What I write isn't false
My best friend drowned in a river last year
Saving the life of his best friends mother and sister
He died a hero
And shall be forever remembered as a hero
To me, to his family, to all his friends
His memory is forever in our hears

thanks for sharing in your grief,..

and strength,..

what a great tribute to your friend.