I know that this is too little, too late, I see now that I was wrong, This is the only way to put things right, I’m sorry it took me so long…
So long to get what you had to say, So long to recognize the tears, The arguments and harsh words, Merely expressions of your fears…
Fear at seeing me fall out of place, Moving too fast, not slowing down, Refusing to listen, refusing to see, The truth had to be found…
Discovering for myself, Having to learn, feeling the pain, Falling, picking myself back up, Through it all, barely remaining sane…
Raising my own not to do the same, Avoid the mistakes I’d made, For her to live the “perfect life”, *my* very life I’d trade…
I thought her so much stronger, So very unlike me, Yet the same very much like me, Too much, I finally see…
I don’t want her to live her life, In the same manner that I had, I want so much more for her, The “good life”, with none of the bad…
She has hopes, and she has dreams, She’s everything I’m not… She has her own mind, and uses it, She’d never be anyone’s “robot”…
She used to be mama’s little girl, Trusting in all I said, Now the decisions that she makes, Slowly fill my heart with dread…
I’ve walked this path myself, And I know where it leads, Wish I could save her from herself, For her future pain, my heart bleeds…
Just like my parents before me, I’ve lived many more years, And all I can do is stand and watch, Through my blinding tears…
Flashing back to years before, The warnings that I refused to hear, Failing to recognize the angry words, As expressions of their fear…
Now their words are crystal clear, But it’s too late to listen, And now it’s too early for her to get it, Or recognize my tears that glisten…
She has to experience it for herself, And I have to let her fall, Pick herself back off the ground, And just be there for her, through it all…
Till one day, she has the epiphany, That I have come to realize, Watching my daughter fly away, Through my parents eyes…
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