I fell to the ground after the harsh blow.
I felt him come to me and hold my hand.
I began to tremble from the cold snow.
He put my hair back in a rubber band.

He said he loved me and begged me to live.
I felt my breathing grow near to its end.
My hand tightened around his to forgive
The wrong we have done to only defend.

I could hear the ringing of the sirens.
I could feel his tears of pain on my arm.
He kissed my hand and sobbed my name, Karen.
He still had that irresistible charm.

I soon drew in my last beckoning breath.
I saw the light and met my tragic death.