Amandas-poem

This page is in memory of Amanda Marie Collins

Amanda had lots of friends and did well in school. She loved animals and wanted to be a veternarian. She was 15 years old when her life was cut short. On January 11, 2002 she was a passenger in a Ford Ranger, coming home from school, when it went out of control. This poem was written by her 2 months before she was killed.

THE MAN

I've always heard about a man
A man in which could save lives
A man in which could make the world
A place that doesn't cry

I've heard about a special man
That died for all to live
A man that loves us so much
He died for all our sins

I've heard about a man
That sits high in the sky
Who looks down below him
And watches as we walk by

A man who stays up all night
To hear people pray
Prayers that consist of family
Friends and everything

This man that I heard of
Way up in the sky
Loves each and everyone of us
Jesus is this guy

I have never seen this man
Or even heard his voice
But I know he is alive
I'm going to see this man one day
I'll meet him in the sky
In a place called Heaven
A place where angels fly

But until I get my wings
I'll stay here on this earth
And pray every night
Until my day has arrived

And when my day comes
To live with this man
I'll be the one looking
Down from Heaven's land

I'll see the rest of my family
And even some of my friends
I'll even get to hear the prayers
That come from within

I don't want my time to come
I'll wait until my turn
And when it's time
To get my wings
And fly high in the sky
I'll know that because of Him
I haven't died inside

He will always keep me alive
Even when I die
I will belong to Him
My soul, my heart, my life

Thankyou Lord Jesus
For everything you have done
For watching over and protecting
My family, friends and everyone

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