After I'M Gone
I write my poems, for my son to see
How lucky he's him, and he is not me
I want him to see, what life's been for me
And I hope he can see, why I am never free
He sees my pain, he don't know my life
And when I lose it, there could be a fight
I dont like bullies, I think they should pay
But I learned through violence, its the only way
When I am dead, and when I am gone
I hope my words, can be part of your song
I know I am not bad, i am trying to be good
Ye I know I didn't do, as I know I should
With him in my world, I do see the light
And I done my best for his life to be bright
I love my son with all my heart
I know he will hurt, when its time to part
I will be there, wherever he goes
My light will shine, as his life grows
I will be there, watching from above
And when he reads my poems
HE will see he was loved
Copyright © Ken O Leary | Year Posted 2016
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