Dear Mommy





Johnny brought a gun to school,
      He told his friends that it was cool.
    And when he pulled the trigger back,
        It shot with a great big crack.



I was a good girl,
I did what I was told.
I went to school, I got straight A's,
    I even got the gold!



       I went to school that day,
  I never said good-bye,
I'm sorry that I had to go,
But Mommy, please don't cry.



When Johnny shot the gun,
He hit me, and another,
And all because Johnny,
Got the gun from his older brother.



      Mommy, please tell Daddy;
That I love him very much.
And please tell Chris, my boyfriend;
     That it wasn't just a crush.



And tell my little sister;
That she is the only one now,
And tell my dear sweet Grandmother;
      I'll be waiting for her now.



And tell my friends;
That they were the best.
Mommy, I'm not the first,
I'm no better then the rest.



Mommy, tell my teachers;
I won't show up for class.
And never to forget this,
Please don't let this pass.



Mommy, why'd it have to be me?
No one deserves this.
Mommy, warn the others;
I left without a kiss.



And Mommy, tell the doctors;
I know they really did try,
I think I even saw a doctor,
Trying not to cry.



Mommy, I'm slowly dying,
With a bullet in my chest,
But Mommy, please remember,
I'm in heaven with the best.



I ran as fast as I could,
When I heard that crack.
Listen to me if you would,
I am not coming back.



I wanted to go to college.
And try things that were new,
    I guess I'm not going with Daddy;
    On that trip to the new zoo.



    I wanted to get married,
And I wanted to have kids,
I wanted to be an actress.
Mommy, I wanted to live.



But Mommy, I must go now,
The time is getting late,
Mommy tell my boyfriend;
I'm sorry, but I had to cancel our date.



  I love you Mommy, I always have,
I know, you know it's true.
And Mommy all I wanted to say is,
"Mommy, I love you"!


~Author Unkown~




In memory of little Kayla Rolland who was shot and killed by a fellow 6 year old student. Click here to read about God's newest little angel. This terrible tragedy hit especially close to home. I live in Michigan, and only about 9 miles from Mt. Morris, where this happened. It breaks my heart to know that our children are not safe in school, even in the elementary setting. When is this madness going to end?????



I received this poem from my daughter, who received it from a friend. I knew when I read it, that I had to put it on one of my web pages. Every time I read this, tears well up in my eyes. I think about my kids and how my life would have no meaning if anything were to happen to them. Fortunately, my children are here with me today. I know there are parents who have suffered the devastation of losing a child. I can't imagine what you must be going through. My heart goes out to each and every one of you. There have been soooo many innocent children killed by fellow students. Our children should be safe at school. It all begins at home. I have tried my best to instill in my children, the same morals and values that my parents taught me. I pray that as they grow they continue to know the difference between right and wrong. I beg each and every parent out there to talk to your children, and teach them about guns and violence, and how wrong it is. KNOW what your children are doing, and above all...Tell them every chance you get, that you love them, because you never know when it may be your last!


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