It was April 20, ~1999....
He'd known about it for almost a year.
But as time passed, and the day grew near,
A bomb exploded, and bullets started to fly;
As he spoke then, his voice seemed unsteady..
God hadn't wanted this day to arrive..
"Do not be afraid, I won't leave you alone...
Then a child asked, "God? Why pick me?"
"It is now up to you to make things right.
Wondering then, how much longer they'd wait;
AND THEY ANSWERED GOD'S CALL
When God paid a call on Columbine.
He had marked it down on his calendar.
God had even scribbled a note in pencil.
"Hopefully.... this one.... we will cancel."
The truth had become so painfully clear.
Signs he'd sent; not seen~~or left unheeded..
Forced his hand now, to do what was next needed.
Screams of terror thundered through his sky!
Oh how God wept... as he watched that morning...
Why... Why.. had no one heard his warning?
"It is time now... I must get them ready."
And then God called them, one by one...
His dozen child angels from Littleton.
Oh how he wished he could let them survive.
He welcomed them in now, as they drew near.
And ever so gently he dried each tear.
The Coach has volunteered....... to chaperone.
He'll be here soon, his work's not quite done.
But when he is finished....he will come."
Softly He said, "YOU...I chose....especially!
Our world today is in such a shamble,
Left only to adults.... I can no longer gamble."
It is you who must teach, that love is the fight.
For we cannot ever allow... yet another disaster,
When it's only respect and love, they are after."
Mr. Sanders.... smiling.... arrived at the gate.
And God lovingly gazed then, upon each one..
His Precious Angels from Littleton!
