A drunk man in an OldsmobileThey said had run the lightThat caused the six-car pileupOn 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 carWas heard above the noiseHer plaintive plea near split the air"Oh, God, please spare my boys!"
She fought to loose her pinned hands
She struggled to get freeBut mangled metal held her fastIn grim captivity.
Her frightened eyes then focusedOn where the back seat once had beenBut 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 cryAnd then she prayed they'd been thrown free "Oh, God, don't let them die! "
Then firemen came and cut her looseBut when they searched the backThey found therein no little boysBut the seat belts were intact.
They thought the woman had gone mad
And was travelling aloneBut when they turned to question herThey discovered she was gone.
Policemen saw her running wildAnd screaming above the noiseIn beseeching supplication
Please help me find my boys!
They're four years old and wear blue shirts;Their jeans are blue to matchOne 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 saidWhile 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 worryAnd 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 usBecause we miss him so, "But Mommy, he just hugged us tight "And said he had to go.
He said someday we'd understandAnd told us not to fussAnd he said to tell you, Mommy
"He's watching over us."
The mother knew without a doubtThat what they spoke was trueFor 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 scribedIn print so very fineAn angel walked the beat tonight on Highway 109.
