Angelic Child

My heart has grown cold
Over so long, so long
I don't know why I keep going
Forever on, and on
I wonder if I should grab the knife
If I should just end my life

That is what I'm thinking as you alight on my doorstep
A little child not 6 years old
You face so white, your skin so cold
You eyes so big, so far, so wide
I ache to know what caused you to become locked in this life
At first I am indifferent
But then I start to melt
The way you do everything
The way you always want to help
Somehow it came
That you would stay here with me
I didn't mind
I loved you more than even I could see
But along that road it happened
That you grew to be so fair
All the young men wanted you
Yet you still stayed with me there
And when I couldn't bear it any longer
I sat you down with me
Told you to go fly
To find your own definition of free
At those words you smiled
And right before my eyes
You grew a pair of wings
Much to my surprise
Hovering slightly, you looked into my wondering eyes
You were an angel, made just for the skies

And now, I'm almost there
And I pray to God
Knowing that soon
I'll see the adopted daughter of whom I'd grown so fond