Angel

I walked out into the yard to see Mitchie lying on the grass with her headphones in. She looked perfect, like a little angel. I walked over to her, sat down and pulled one headphone out.

"Whatcha listening to?" I asked, as she sat up.

"Our song." She replied, softly. I smiled.

"Sing it to me."

She looked at the grass and smiled. "I feel embarrassed"

I gave her my best puppy dog look. "Pwease baby?"

"Okay, okay!" She said, giving in to the puppy dog look. She sat up straight and started to sing…

"I feel it, you feel it, that this was meant to be, I know it, you know it that you were made for me, we can't deny this any longer, day by day it's getting stronger, I feel, you feel it, that you were made for me…"

I smiled as she continued to sing the Leona Lewis song; she really was my little angel.