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
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem