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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A LETTER TO MY SON Listen son Thinking about the memories you have of me The memories that rankles It rankles as long as we sniffle off air Air of life and eternity A wave of guilt and remorse Swept off my pillow at midnight I had been a cross and a spear That cut deep into your Childhood I scolded and humiliated your ego I had been a threat Rather than be a FATHER Do you remember son When I was on the telephone Quickly your innocent but timid face Pop into my room with hurt Hurt and tears in your eyes You wanted a touch of daddy A touch of comfort and a hug Impatient at the interruption I snapped at you in neglect You ran terribly with sickening fear away You were gone pattering up the stairs I had been a peril Rather than be a FATHER Son you grew up fast So fast with scars Scars and wounds that may rankle I was finding fault and blames Even when you bid me goodbye Goodbye to daddy yet I frown I have caused all the mistakes you made Because I was a pharoah Rather than be a FATHER Well son, God did create you with a kind blossoming heart Heart so meek and loving I reprimanded you in all things Yet you still rush at night Before bed to kiss me good night With remorse and shame I write to you It was never hatred But the wrong habit that repulse I truely love you son Now I desire you to dwell in my arms For I want to take back All the hurts and pains To be a better daddy from now. ©Michael Edison 6:15pm 28/5/2016
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