I know the price you both have paid

when I ran away from your father.

I'm sorry for the part I played

in taking you away from one another.

 

I can say I'm sorry until I die,

but inside your heart you still ask, "Why?"

I know that, and it's not like I can

expect you to forgive, or to understand.

 

I don't know what more I can do

to prove to you that my love is true.

I don't know what else I can say

to make all your pain go away.

 

For leaving your father--

for leaving you, my daughter--

for breaking his heart--

and for tearing us all apart--

 

I'm paying penance.

 

Copyright ©2008 Rose Mary West Ekerholm

AKA Plethorarosie  

 

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Candy...
Jan. 8, 2009 at 8:56 AM

Thank you for sharing.. your heart .. Love LisaMe!

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