My first photoshop picture.
All the lovely angels watch over us every day. Some stare so intently wishing they could be this way. Yet it is I who wants to be like them floating through the sky. Looking down on God’s creation trying not to cry. Up above or down below, beauty surronds us all. Remember where you came from and even where you’ll go. Once we where angels in heaven, sent down to a family filled with love. In the end we return to the father who loved us so much, he shared us with the world.