It was 11 o’clock that Sunday night
I was taking a long needed sleep
for tomorrows flight
My well deserved sleep was interrupted
by someone in excruciating pain
My wife was about to give birth
to my son Tremain
I quickly rushed to the hospital
Along the way my wife getting sentimental
My flight tomorrow was of great importance
But to miss my sons birth would be detrimental
As I stood in the waiting area
Unable to go inside because of complications
I remembered all the beautiful babies I saw
And their heavenly smiles
I started crying as I experienced euphoria
4 o’clock in the morning my son was born
I held him in the palm of my hands
I felt like I was floating on the cloud
Crying hysterically as I thanked the lord aloud
8 o’clock that morning there was a news flash
The plain that I was supposed to be on
Has tragically crashed
I looked at my son once more
A tear fell from my eyes onto his forehead
He smiled with a sort of recognition
He smiled the smile of my salvation