He was my first child,
Somehow I was ready, ready to be a dad, ready to sacrifice,
I was in for a surprise, he stayed awake at night, and he cried and he cried,
The day he was born, the day my eyes first met his, an overwhelming gift, my emotions pure happiness, the first day we met,
How beautiful, how small, Im a dad, what a wonderful feeling holding this bundle so small,
Growing up he gave me some of the fondest and funniest memmories, eating poop off the racetrack, holding my finger, loving me,
So talented and quick to his feet, an awesome almost instinctive sense of balance, everyday a blessed treat,
It wasnt always easy, being his father had its days, but Id never trade those days for anything, it was amazing just to watch him play,
Rope and string of any length, wheels and tires of any size,
He was drawn to it, eyes amazed and looking on , eyes as beautiful as the bluest skies,
The class clown, just like his dad, smart as a whip but needing attention, Im trying hard, I hope he loves me as much as I love him,
When I left I hope he knows, how proud I am of him,
and how much I miss him, and the reason I had to go,
As strong as I am, as good as Ive tried to be, I feel that Ive failed him, let him down in some way, I wish he could really feel and see, the way that I feel for him and the unconditional love that will always be....
Im just a dad, doing my best, dont lose faith in me son, lifes not just a test, its a time to grow and learn from the mistakes weve made, given time the past heartaches and mistakes will fade, and Ill become the dad that you deserve today ....
Im trying hard..so please give me a chance...work with me side by side and dont ever feel you cant hold my hand...
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