Young Hero Poem by norman hale

He was driving down the road
Just a young boy in his teens
When he happened upon a car crash
And could hear the painfull screams

He threw the car up in drive
And jumped out, still in a daze
There was victims trapped inside
Of what seamed to be a maze

The lady handed him out a child
No more than six months old
There was not a scratch upon the child
But still his blood ran cold

Next came the lady out
Barely crawling on the ground
He helped her to his car
Her cries barely made a sound

As he went back to the car
He found a man behind the wheel
Trapped there in the seat
Among the rubber and steel

Then he happened to think
His cell phone was in his car
So he raced back and called for help
Before time ran out too far

Before help could arrive there
He went back to the crashed car
And found another little girl
In the back seat under a steel bar

It was then he saw a flash
Of something white moving around
Like a ghostly figuire, but with wings
Then just vanished, without a sound

He got the girl out of the back
And she was just fine too
Just a bit shakin up, of course
But then again, so would me or you

Then he checked on the man
Who was pinched beneath the wheel
His leg and arm seamed broken
But in good health in the pile of steel

About then the help started to arrive
Some firemen with the jaws of life
Once they got him out of there, he thanked
The young man, for saving his kids and wife

The next day the headlines read
'Youngman Saves Family from Crash'
But he knew he wasn't the only hero there
For he had seen the moving white flash

wrote 6/5/2008 by Norman Hale Jr.