My Little Angel

Riding to a place about to make a man made choice over what God has blessed me with. Wondering what this little angel would look like of it had a chance to fly. Would it have its mother smile if it had a chance to fly, would it have its daddy eyes if it had a chance to fly. This are the things that cross my mine on my five hour drive to a place where no one knows me. To a place where they lay me on a table and they take my little angel away, before it has a chance to breathe. But who am I to say who has life or death. I keep telling my little angel mommy is sorry and that mommy not ready for what he has to give. I tell the good Lord that if he forgives me that I'll give him my life in return. These are things that cross my mind when I chose to make the biggest decision of my life. To send my little angel back home with the good Lord free of sin and without a chance to fly.