A Sentimental Moment

A sentimental moment After seeing a movie about an adopted child by a wealthy family it was pure fantasy well done and in tears of joy For me, it was a vulnerable moment; I wondered why didn’t became a father. I sat dreaming that there was a knock on my door and a person that looked familiar and said: I’m your child. Aghast, I would take a step backwards, sit down, overwhelmed that I, in my old days, should finally be a father. Then, my sceptical mind kicks in; is this person here? An extra mouth to fill; if it is a daughter, ok, she can help keep the flat clean; a son, he will probably drink and crash my car. Sigh, I better stop watching sentimental movies