Mulled wine and contemplation
Discussion
Ok so tonight as you sit contented in front of the warm glow of a fire, maybe a little muzzy and relaxed thought I would aquaint you with the following I picked up I know not where for you to contemplate.
A drunk man in an Oldsmobile
They said had run the light
That caused the six-car pileup
On A.19 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 A.19.
...so to all of you out there my personal best wishes for Xmas and a NOIP free New Year.
dvd
A drunk man in an Oldsmobile
They said had run the light
That caused the six-car pileup
On A.19 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 A.19.
...so to all of you out there my personal best wishes for Xmas and a NOIP free New Year.
dvd
DVD
Thanks for posting. When awful things happen it really does make you wonder about what the future holds.
I got a phone call Monday night to hear that a life long friend had had a brain haemorrage. It didn't sound that serious only that he was unconscious. Sadly, there was no hope and the various tests showed that he was brain dead. Fortunately, the family decided to donate his organs and he was able to gently slip away on Tuesday evening.
He leaves a widow of 34 and 2 sons (both under 10).
Remember, folks, life is not a dress rehersal. I hope you and your loved ones are safe over the Christmas period. Reach for whatever it is that your heart desires. You might not get it but you certainly won't if you don't try.
Thanks for posting. When awful things happen it really does make you wonder about what the future holds.
I got a phone call Monday night to hear that a life long friend had had a brain haemorrage. It didn't sound that serious only that he was unconscious. Sadly, there was no hope and the various tests showed that he was brain dead. Fortunately, the family decided to donate his organs and he was able to gently slip away on Tuesday evening.
He leaves a widow of 34 and 2 sons (both under 10).
Remember, folks, life is not a dress rehersal. I hope you and your loved ones are safe over the Christmas period. Reach for whatever it is that your heart desires. You might not get it but you certainly won't if you don't try.
- S
'ere Guys!...this post needs a lift!........ OH!..There's a dead man up the chimney, some call him "old Saint Nick"
We shot him up the arse, We poked him with a stick..
Christmas is cancelled, Ol' White beard is dead..
We tried to pull him down, but we'll burn him out instead!..
All the best and a long, long life!.....(8Pack
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