Rain

Cool and gentle,
It's pain never meant.
The loss and thinking,
Of times that we've spent.
Remember Susan's party,
In the back of Jeff's truck.
Drinking our Snapples,
Cause it's not cool to get drunk.
You were gentle,
Gentle as could be.
You were a great friend to everyone,
Not just me.
It was a tragic accident,
You were too young to die.
Leaving me one question,
And that question is why?

Questions may be sent to Frankie Rubel