Finding The Answer Poem by Chris Embrick

I never knew my father
or why my mother never wed
until I was sorting her things
a few days after her death
And found the obituary
neatly folded in a drawer
and in a small wooden box
the ring she never wore
And in an envelope this note
" Dearest, please forgive me
it was selfish on my part
but now you know your father
the man who stole my heart
You were my only reason for living
Now, you know everything
the day you were born
his wife gave me this ring."