The Angel

Erin was so beautiful
She was so funny and cool
She was the most athletic girl I knew
And she was so smart in school

Every girl I know looked up to her
She wasn't just "ideal"
Every boy had, had a crush on her
She just didn't seem for real

Sunday morning driving to Andrew's
I didn't dare think twice
About the blocked of road or twisted car
A crash-oh Jesus Christ

When I got home
They explained it all
The car was hers
My heart began to fall

She wasn't drunk, She wasn't high
So tell me, God, why did she die?
The roads weren't slippery, this I know
But tell me why she had to go

The image flashes through my head
But every single day
The crumpled car against a tree
The car in which she lay

We knew she had the strength to live
And she held on-until Friday
Friday is when the angels called
To take Erin away

I didn’t know just how to act
But I knew what I wanted to do
I wished and prayed to those tiny cherub
To take me with them too

I know you'd want me to happy
I know you'd want everyone to
But, Erin, it just doesn't seem possible
To go on without you!

But every night when I go to sleep
I'll think about you and cry
Cause I wish I were up there alongside you
I wish I had said goodbye

And, Erin, I wish with all my might
That the angels would call me too
I wish that I were up in heaven
Looking down on you

In loving memory of Erin Marie Shanley