Angels watch over us
where are hers?
shes weak, but young
newborn barely begun life
as if aging isn't a big enough obstacle
now staying a live is a new one
never given the chance to make
mistakes or choose her own path
possibly never enjoying another birthday or Christmas
never being able to cheerlead or become an artist
even if she wanted
we're told the good die young
maybe my selfishness is blinding me
i wish she wouldn't leave me
but her time has come
hopefully she will forgive me
when she goes and know
that i will never
forget her or ever
stop loving her.
