I stare at the words
That have stolen
My son’s future
I want to forget
The damage I have caused
But he lives with me
Every day is an aching reminder
Of my culpability
I kiss and hug him
And snuggle him close to my heart
Breathing in
The sweet smell
Of his little boy’s hair
I care
So much it hurts
I know I can make him well
If I love him enough
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a sad poem but with hope at the end. Very uplifting in its final message