ANOTHER Beautiful/Sad Poem about the Sandy Hook Tragedies

Posted by Corey Carter on

On Tuesday I read a poem on the air and got a lot of comments on it...beautiful....sad and hopefully it made you stop and look at the big picture in your own life, especially if you have children.

Somebody commented on that blog post with this poem, so I thought I'd post it as well,  Another tear-jerker:

 

  • A Memorial Poem: Newtown, CTAuthor Unknown

    Twas' 11 days before
    Christmas, around 9:38
    when 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven's
    gate.

    Their smiles were contagious; their laughter filled the air,

    ......they could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.

    They
    were filled with such joy; they didn't know what to say,
    they remembered
    nothing of what had happened earlier that day.

    "Where are we?" asked a
    little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
    "This is heaven." declared a small boy,
    "We’re spending Christmas at God's house."

    When what to their wondering
    eyes did appear,
    but Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near.

    He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same,
    then He
    opened His arms and He called them by name.

    And in that moment was joy
    that only heaven can bring
    those children all flew into the arms of their
    King

    As they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
    one small girl
    turned and looked at Jesus' face.

    As if He could read all the questions
    she had,
    He gently whispered to her, "I'll take care of mom and dad."

    Then He looked down on earth, the world far below,
    He saw all of the
    hurt, the sorrow, and woe.

    Then He closed His eyes and He outstretched
    His hand,
    "Let My power and presence re-enter this land!"

    "May this
    country be delivered from the hands of fools",
    "I'm taking back my nation,
    I'm taking back my schools!"

    Then He and the children stood up without a
    sound,
    "Come now my children, let me show you around."

    Excitement
    filled the space, some skipped and some ran,
    all displaying enthusiasm that
    only a small child can.

    And I heard Him proclaim as He walked out of
    sight,
    "In the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT

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