Oklahoma's Brown Eyed Angel Poem by Patricia Kelley

They say she was known for her bright smile.
That you could see for a mile.
She had a heart of gold.
She was never cold.
When her dad dropped her off for school,
He knew he would see her again through the carpool.
He didn’t realize that morning when he said good bye.
That she would be raised by dark Oklahoma skies.
He looks at her picture now and cries.
Wishing he hadn’t taken her to school that day.
Wishing he just had one more day.
He doesn’t know what to say.
When you take your child to school, you expect them to be safe.
You don’t think about them being unsafe.
After all, they’re not in the arms of strangers.
You don’t think of them as being in immediate dangers.
You just think that the schools have everything in place to protect your child.
You don’t expect your child to be lifted by the wild, wild winds.
That churns and grinds the ground bare.
You think of these storms being rare.
Then it happens, and your left speechless.
And, you see staring into your own weakness.
The storm caught you unprepared.
Then you get that knot in your gut that says, if I was only prepared.
But it’s too late.
Some even have the gull to say, this is raw fate.
But, you know the truth.
You’re left singing the blues.
If only the Oklahoma school system had a bigger budget ten more kids would be a live today.
And parents wouldn’t be planning ten more funerals today.
Now, what do you have to say?

Authorities say the tornado caused $2 billion in damage and destroyed or damaged up to 13,000 homes. But worst of all 10 children died because of inadequate shelters.