~THAT NIGHT~ My husband was laying close by my side, Sleep and dreams, he could find. I was lying wide-awake (So I could welcome the boys, no matter how late). Tonight they were not traveling together; But, the days were warm and filled with good weather. ~ About 11:20, I heard his truck come up the drive, I was so happy and glad that he had arrived. The lights played and danced through the window blinds, Glinted off the mirror and into my eyes. I heard his truck motor come to a stop; Then I heard the noise of his key in the front door lock. ~ The door opened and shut, not making much noise. Still, I was certain it was my youngest boy. Soon, I heard the squeek from him climbing the stairs And the rustle of clothes being thrown on his chair. These familiar sounds came from his room And I waited to greet him-- he would be in here soon. ~ He never failed, he always came by, Looked in the door, tipped his hat and said, "Hi". But, now the sound of silence was all that I heard And I jumped from my bed to try to learn... What was wrong?  Where was he? (He had never been one to worry me!) ~ But, his room was dark, so I turned on his light And glanced around this familiar sight. Nothing was moved, the room was quiet and still; And I shivered just like I was catching a chill. Alarms were now ringing somewhere in my head And I tripped and almost fell by the foot of his bed. ~ More chills started running up and down my back And I wondered aloud about where he was at. I awakened my husband when I went back to my room; He said, "Don't worry, he'll be coming home soon". ~ An hour later, our world turned inside out; I wanted to scream, I wanted to shout... They said our son had been killed in a traffic accident! But, I know that from God, the angels were sent: (At 11:20 p.m., just a little before I went to his room and turned on his light!) They welcomed him home to Heaven that night.  By Susan Elaine Collins 2001 © Click here to send this site to a friend!