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A Father's Hunger For His Child

Char





I wonder what life would be like to have Harry by my side,
Hearts would meet, spirits would greet and old grudges would end my child come back into my life again, it’s like renewing the soul once more and heavens open the door when  my child come back to me and restore, that special joy, peace, love and harmony, it would give me some form of assurance that even a grown man can seek forgiveness on bended knees and restore the  grand jubilee , how happy it would be to see that childlike smile again and walk in the garden of heaven. I have been searching for my lost child but I just couldn’t let go off my pride, to say the words that I mean and welcome him on the scene, I did have the courage to so until I get this message from you. I have always dream of doing many things with him and sometimes I blame myself for that terrible sin, how could it have happened that way? Something must have led my sweet child away but I am glad that you are not too far away, you are just next door and we can go paddling on the shore the sentiments are deep and my journey is almost complete. We share so many things in common, I love painting and you love bird watching, I love skiing and you like surfing, we both enjoy the things of nature but why do I have so much sorrows, I love the outdoors and you love the outdoors so what is keeping us from walking our dogs together and play our beloved polo games? That would be fun. I would like to paint a portrait of you to remind me of your youth, I can still remember your little pranks and the way you use to wear your pants, I would like to spend some time with so that we can go over the past and erase the painful memory at last, I am sure you had love her to death and you still had not gotten over it yet but one the truth will be told when heaven meets me by the shore and destiny will the truth of my love for you and her. It feels like yesterday she has gone away and she is listening to us speak, the memory is deep.
You were only twelve when his mother died and the universe cried, the people wept for days when they heard that the world’s princess had passed away, my heart was not at ease and for days I could not sleep, I blamed myself for her death only if I could turn back the clock, I would change the situation that caused our separation. I cannot denied that  I had lost the love of his life. Two people’s heart stretched to the limit for a love that had so much promise and when I heard  the news   my whole world was confused, and I am open to talk about it  and I will fulfill my promise, you can visit me at home in England or  You can invite me to your home in America, which ever you are comfortable with, I am ready and open to forgive, I would love to meet your family and touch and hold my grandchildren and play seesaw with them because I don’t know when I am going to see them again.My secretary will set up the meeting date for the month of May and I will grant you a special wish to elevate you to the throne when I step down, I have waited over seventy years to sit on the throne and this is my gift to a young child that is full of potent potential but had little directions. I will be seeing you soon, for the table has turned and you will get all the love and attention that you have earned. I wonder what life would be like to have Harry by my side, playing rugby on the lawn and go fishing at Dawn, We would feed the homeless in the street and I will teach how to do bee keeping in the heat. How lovely it would be to hang out in nature and listen to the chirping birds while we have supper, I will see you later.
With sincere love from your father





Charlie

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