When I kissed Emma good-bye, I never thought it would be the last time.

I lovingly brushed her angel silken hair and added a little pink bow,
I hugged her close and then off to school we did go.
The sun was shining, it was a beautiful day,
Little did I know that evil was a heartbeat away.
I kissed Emma good-bye saying," Now be good,I'll pick you up at three",
If I could have seen the future, I would have grabbed her back to me.
Back at home, housework claimed my mind,
There was a mountain of dirty laundry and stray socks to find.
Emma, my angel, my rainbow's pot of gold,
She is my Slice Of Heaven, to have and to hold.
A sweet blend of suger and spice,
She could transform the grayish day into something nice.
I was making chocolate chip cookies, her favorite treat,
I imagined chocolate smuges on her face so sweet.
The phone rang and a frantic voice screamed," Turn on your TV!"
A special report of doom, was what I was about to see.
A crazed gunman had entered Emma's school,
He was shooting children, how could anyone be so cruel?
My heart sank and my blood ran cold,
This was a Mother's worst nightmare, starting to unfold.
OH GOD! Was my Emma all right?
I grabbed a butcher knife as I ran out the door, I was gonna fight!
I pulled up to the school, amid chaos, people running all around,
The police seemed to be baffled, things like this didn't happen in our town.
While the drama was unfolding, I slipped through the front door,
There were already dead bodies all over the floor.
I ran to Emma's room, saying a prayer,
I was terrified of what I would find there.
The room was deadly still,
I forced my feet onward, against their will.
The room seemed to be empty, with no one there,
Then I spied a little body laying behind a chair.
On shakey knees, with tears running down,
My worst fears realized, it was Emma's lifeless body I'd found.
There was blood on her little pink bow, from a shot to the head,
My life ended that second, My Emma was dead.
I hugged her close and kissed her good-bye,
I swore aloud that evil beast was gonna die!
I became the hunter, my butcher knife in hand,
Suddenly I encountered the gun wielding man.
He had his back to me taking aim,
On another group of children, their lives he was gonna claim.
I rushed up behind him and plunged the knife in deep,
Screaming," You killed my Emma, you creep!"
With pain-filled eyes, he spun around,
I felt the bullet rip through me, then we both hit the ground!