Highway 109

Highway 109

Author Unknown

 

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 for 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.

 

 

The 7 Second Prayer

"Lord, I love you and I need you, come into my heart, and bless my family, my home, my friends, and me. Amen. "