Parenting, poems

A note

A note

15/12/14

The last line written.
The last sip of wine drank.
Sour taste.
One year.
A fleeting moment of perfection.
Did I spend enough time with you?
Loved forever and adored.
My heart and mind forever yours.
I love you beyond acknowledgement.
Beyond my repair.
Above the repercussions of my past.
I’ll be forever there.
All I do is with you in mind.
All I am holds you inside.
Forgive me the days I’ll miss and the times gone unshared.
Don’t for a second think I never cared.

Copyright G.P Williamson 2014

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