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When a child die, even the Angels cry..


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Some times, to write a poem about a little girl, killed by a drunk driver, is not easy. For Little Mandy, who was killed by a drunk driver.


“Mother, can I have a nickel?” asked her four-year-old Mandy.
“Why do you want a nickel?” she asked. “Cause I want to buy some candy.”
The mother gave her daughter the nickel, and little Mandy headed for the door.
“Be sure to stay on the sidewalk,” Mom said, “and don’t go nowhere but the store.”
Mandy was walking down the sidewalk then turned as she hear the sound.
She had tried her best to jump aside, but the automobile ran her down.
The driver kept his truck a-rolling; he didn’t stop to help little Mandy.
“That darn curb’s a bumpy one.” he says, then he downs some more brandy.
The ambulance rushes Mandy to the hospital. Her condition is very severe.
Her mom stands terrified in the waiting room, drowning in a river of tears.
The doctors have done the best they can; they believe she will come out all right.
But little Mandy will be cripple and slowly lose her sight.
That night as Mandy lay in pain, God sent his angels to bring her home.
Her mom suffered a heart-attack when she found her little girl was gone.
The police never caught the driver; he had a wreck during a pouring rain.
His truck skidded off a high bridge and the windshield tore through his brain.
The driver had drunk too many, and Mandy was an innocent victim who fell.
Mandy will sleep peaceful up in heaven, while the driver burns forever in Hell.
I knew a little girl name Mandy, so this story is really true;
But, if you like to drink while driving….my driver could be you!!