This is beautiful please > read > > > > > > 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! > > > > 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. > > > > > > He who has a thousand > friends has not a friend to spare. > > > **************** > > > > This morning when the > Lord opened a window to > Heaven, > > > > He saw me, and he asked: > 'My child, what is your greatest wish for > today?' > > > > > > I responded: 'Lord > please, take care of the person who is reading > this > message, their family and > their special friends. > > > > They deserve it and I > love them very much. ' > > > > > > This message works on the > day you receive it. > > > > > > > > Let us see if it is true > 20 ANGELS EXIST > > > > but some times, since > they don't all have wings, we call them > FRIENDS. > > > >