Choice of keep or eraseing a baby's exsistance and the moral delimea that deals with afterward.

As she peered into the mirror Her face looked pale and drawn All her youthful radiance Seemed foreever gone She felt no joy inside her heart Her peace had gone away Replaced with only fear and dread Of what she faced today It was only eight short weeks Since she turned seight teen She had been so full of life She was the girl on the scene She had felt so much in love She'd …showed first 75 words of 656 total…

…showed last 75 words of 656 total…scrawl This is what she'd wrote "Thank you for your trouble Your staff was very kind I have spoken with the Bridegroom And I have changed my mind" "I shall keep my baby I will raise him 'til he's grown I will glorify my Savior He still counts me as His own" When she stepped outside the clinic She knew that she'd be fine She whispered "Thank you, Jesus" And the sun began to shine