An Angel On Highway 109
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> > > A drunk man in an Oldsmobile
> > > They said had run the light
> > > That caused the six-car pileup
> > > On 109 that night.
> > >
> > > When broken bodies lay about
> > > “And blood was everywhere,”
> > > “The sirens screamed out eulogies,”
> > > For death was in the air.
> > >
> > > “A mother, trapped inside her car,”
> > > Was heard above the noise;
> > > Her plaintive plea near split the air:
> > > “Oh, God, please spare my boys!”
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> > > She fought to loose her pinned hands;
> > > “She struggled to get free,”
> > > But mangled metal held her fast
> > > In grim captivity.
> > >
> > > Her frightened eyes then focused
> > > “On where the back seat once had been,”
> > > But all she saw was broken glass and
> > > Two children’s seats crushed in.
> > >
> > > Her twins were nowhere to be seen;
> > > “She did not hear them cry, ”
> > > “And then she prayed they’d been thrown free, ”
> > > “Oh, God, don’t let them die! ”
> > >
> > > Then firemen came and cut her loose, ”
> > > “But when they searched the back, ”
> > > “They found therein no little boys, ”
> > > But the seat belts were intact.
> > >
> > > They thought the woman had gone mad
> > > “And was traveling alone, ”
> > > “But when they turned to question her, ”
> > > They discovered she was gone.
> > > Policemen saw her running wild
> > > And screaming above the noise
> > > “In beseeching supplication, ”
> > > Please help me find my boys!
> > >
> > > They’re four years old and wear blue shirts;
> > > “Their jeans are blue to match.”"
> > > “One cop spoke up, “”They’re in my car, ”
> > > And they don’t have a scratch.
> > > They said their daddy put them there
> > > “And gave them each a cone, ”
> > > Then told them both to wait for Mom
> > > To come and take them home.
> > > “I’ve searched the area high and low, ”
> > > But I can’t find their dad.
> > > “He must have fled the scene, ”
> > > “I guess, and that is very bad.”
> > > “The mother hugged the twins and said, ”
> > > “While wiping at a tear, ”
> > > “He could not flee the scene, you see, ”
> > > “For he’s been dead a year.”
> > >
> > > “The cop just looked confused and asked, ”
> > > “Now, how can that be true? ”
> > > “The boys said, “”Mommy, Daddy came ”
> > > “And left a kiss for you.”" ”
> > >
> > > He told us not to worry
> > > “And that you would be all right, ”
> > > And then he put us in this car with
> > > “The pretty, flashing light. ”
> > >
> > > “We wanted him to stay with us, ”
> > > “Because we miss him so, ”
> > > “But Mommy, he just hugged us tight ”
> > > And said he had to go.
> > > He said someday we’d understand
> > > “And told us not to fuss, ”
> > > “And he said to tell you, Mommy, ”
> > > “He’s watching over us.”
> > >
> > > The mother knew without a doubt
> > > “That what they spoke was true, ”
> > > “For she recalled their dad’s last words, ”
> > > ” I will watch over you”
> > > The firemen’s notes could not explain
> > > “The twisted, mangled car, ”
> > > And how the three of them escaped
> > > Without a single scar.
> > >
> > > “But on the cop’s report was scribed, ”
> > > “In print so very fine, ”
> > > An angel walked the beat tonight on Highway 109.
