Can it be real or am I just fooling myself?
To believe that your love for me
Has not been put on a shelf
Packed away and discarded
Like an old photo or toy,
Your pure and unconditional love
Like when you were a boy.
Innocent and sweet
You held me in your heart,
But now the years and life’s challenges
Have torn us apart
You have chosen a path
That is rocky and tough,
And my guidance and attempts to divert you
Have not been enough.
You ran from youth fast,
Confused and unsure,
Towards the deceitful blinding light
Of adulthoods allure.
As I stand here and watch you stumble,
Like when you took your first steps,
But now unable to help or reach out to you,
Now that you’ve fallen into the depts
But my hand will always be within reach for you,
And my heart open wide,
To take hold of either
If you should ever decide
I wish you only happiness
And pray you will find,
All the things you’ll need in your life
To replace what you’ve left behind.
I will say goodbye to you,
But only for now,
Because I know you will find your way back to me,
Someday or somehow
Categories:
adulthoods, child, devotion, emotions, forgiveness,
Form: Rhyme