Conversation With My Son Poem by james d nall,jr

Talked with my Son today
The first words were so hard to say
Had'nt seen him in 19 long years
Damn near brought me to tears

I hope its the first of many times
That we'll communicate over internet lines
All I really want is to get to know him
Maybe he'll call me on a whim

Long ago he was taken from me and my families lives
All these years I continued to strive
Just to see him, talk to him again
Thats where the internet came in

The past is gone and I no longer dwell
In the darkness of heartbreak called hell
It all will depend on his desire
To have back in his life, me, his sire