it was beautiful outside
the sun was shining
the warm heat came through
the windshield
the robins were singing
and life was at its best
and in a matter of seconds
as she pressed the brakes
the car wouldn't slow down
but kept going forward
she saw headlights
instead of the caution lights
and then just the tree
from whence her blood
had splattered
and her body was cast
spots now before her eyes
what happened she thought
the brakes..
My Lord...
Mama? Is that you?
I'm coming home
another angel now rests
in the arms of the Lord
her wings spread abroad
as she rejoices
in song and love
a life now surpassed
but with life eternal
through the Golden Gates