I loved my son
Inspired by the moving storyline in a show. It's not easy when our children grow up to abuse their children. Even when they disappoint us, we still love them.
I loved my son
By Michelle Morris
24/12/2025
When we have children
We are optimistic about their future
We believe in their potential
We believe in their goodness
We pray for their hearts
Their minds, their souls
We pray that they'll be
Good as gold
But that's not always
The way life works
Their journey is their own
Their choices can hurt
I loved my son
Despite what he did
I loved my son
From cradle to grave
Good or bad
He was my son
Good or bad,
I loved him all the same
Good or bad,
I feel his loss in my bones
Good or bad,
My heart is broken; my soul, alone
I love my grandson
He is another son to me
I love my grandson
He is a good man, indeed
Someone I'm proud to know
A man whose choices are gold
He is a hero, a warrior
He is a good father and friend
Life is a lot of loose ends
We don't always get the closure we deserve
We have to smile and accept it
We have to breathe and find peace
When we have children
We assume they'll outlive us
We don't imagine that heartbreak
Attending their funeral; trying to survive it
We pray for their hearts
Their minds, their souls
We pray that they'll be
Good as gold
But when they're gone
Before their time
It's a silent scream
Against the reason and rhymes
They may not be
Who we hoped they were
But it the end, we still love them
Because that deep love endures
© Michelle Morris, 2025
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