I’m pained
I placed
My rock
In your shoe
Not realizing
It’d become
An enduring part
Of you.
While
Raising you
I was living my
Imperfect life.
I realize now
My ways
Were cutting deep
Like a knife.
As a fish
Is unaware of water,
I was oblivious
To my will.
Today
Through your inheritance
You’re living
With it still.
I’ve given you
Worthwhile gifts
Along with them
Came a stone.
Forgive me
It’s your life
Work hard
Make it your own.
These are wonderful poems - and proud they have been written by my husband.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Patricia! Inheritance is a wonderful poem. Says so much and I think speaks to everyone who has or will raise children.
ReplyDeleteLove the imagery you used to deliver the message. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteI love this, the ending is powerful.
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