Will ever get to seethe face of my baby boy
The image of an angel in my own arms.
Will I ever see him playing and laughing with his daddy and his toys?
Protect him from the worldly harm.

Here I lay, hospitalized by the sound of thunder.
The crash of my car against the other
making my body go under
the doctors began to wonder.

Would I make it,
would I see my beloved and my son again?
I now could see the light,
lit by the hand of God.
The tears began to pour like rain.

Suddenly, my name being shouted and screamed.
I heard it.
The sound of my son had been near me it seemed.
"Mommy, Mommy, why won't you speak?"
I finally replied and said, "Mommy is weak".

The nurses were rushing and tugging at the wires,
My body was burnt by the many cars fires.
I thanked God for bringing me back,
and for sparing me the joyful life I would lack.

Now beside my husband and son I now sit,
surviving from that terrible hit.
Forever I will remember that day,
that I thought my son would be taken away.