• 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 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'll watch over you'

    The fire men'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
    'An angel walked down Highway 109'