“I'm An Angel Now”

One night I cried to Jesus as I sat beneath the tree.
I looked into the open sky and hoped He'd answer me.
I'm lost, dear Lord, I've traveled far but still I seem to roam.
Please light the way and lead me, Lord; I need to get back home.

I told Him of my burdens and of the sadness in my heart~
that from His gracious love I'd never felt so far apart.
Why did you take my child, Lord? I cannot understand!
No longer can I touch her face or hold her hand.

I'm angry Lord, I'm missing her. I'm drowning in my sorrow.
Please help to heal my yesterday and face each new tomorrow.
It was then I heard her gentle voice and felt her presence near.
How I wanted so to hold her as I cried another tear.

She said, "Mom, I'm an angel now, my spirit is free.
I'm an angel now in heaven, so please don't cry for me.
I was chosen by our Lord above and now I'm in His care.
When you need me, look inside your heart. I promise to be there.

No one can ever take away our bond with one another.
For I'll always be your precious child as you will be my mother.
So if you cannot find your way or the road to home seems far,
Just look up to the Heavens and I'll be your guiding star."

She said, "Mom, I'm an angel now, my spirit is free.
I'm an angel now in Heaven ~ no need to cry for me."

~Author Unknown~

Kere (pronounced 'carry') was killed in a car wreck on September 15, 1995 at 4:07 in the afternoon. It had been raining heavily for days and water puddles were everywhere. Kere was on her way to see the guy she was dating at Tinker Air Force Base in Midwest City. According to my interview with the police department, she was following all the rules. A young man was traveling from the other direction, speeding, late for work, just trying to get there on time. When he went to pass a car in front of him, he hit a large puddle of standing water, hydroplaned, losing control of his car, entering the lane of oncoming traffic. Kere was hit head on without warning and pronounced dead at the scene. From the state autopsy report, her cause of death was "atlanto-occipital fracture dislocation" (layman's terms, broken neck). There is not a day that goes by that I don't think of Kere. To lose a child is the most awful, agonizing grief. It breaks your heart and scars your soul forever. . . . . . .

The Next Couple of Days (were not easy)
Some Photos Of Kere
An Original Poem of Kere's *Smile*
Some Really WONDERFUL Poetry!
Have a less than perfect childhood??
A Bereaved Parents Wish List
Safe Passage Beautiful Piece!
A Poem I Wrote for Kere Regarding Christmas
And of Course Another for the New Year '99
*Especially for Brandy*