Hi Cecily,
Totally awesome.
Virgie and Lady Hoshi
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From: "Cecily Ballenger" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Wednesday, November 28, 2007 3:41 PM
Subject: Poem to give you goose bumps


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> A Poem to give you goosebumps
> 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 ulogies,
> 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.
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>
> blessings Maria with  fur and feather kids
> Australia
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> "Friends are those rare people who ask how we are and then wait to hear 
> the
> answer."
> -
> Ed Cunningham
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