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 there in 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 Highway109.

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