As I sit and look into his blue eyes the words, then there is three run thru my mind ,as if a song
stuck on an old 45 record player. I wonder what brought me and him to here. Life I guess
is the sum of your choices. His eyes can only be compared to my fathers own burning blue
eyes closed years ago from the horror of lung cancer. The hot steel under my legs the State of
Texas calls a chair pulls me back to this moment, This Hot horrible gut wrenching moment,
of seeing those blue eyes of my second son looking back at me thru 2 inch glass and this nagging
thought of not what I did wrong but, Dear God did I do anything right?
I tried to do the best I could with each day I had, that I find out is a poor way to live your life.
There must be a time when we all reflect on our life , My time has come so I write this hoping to
clear my on mind.
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