Family I'm Sorry Poem

Dedicated to Michael.

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I hope he was loved beyond his wildest dreams, and that I'd like to hold him just to feel his heart beating with mine.

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A Forgiving Moment

© Wendi Jane

Published on June 2007

Walking in,
I could feel the strange silence settling on my skin.
Deep chills ran through my spine,
I tried my best not to look behind.
I looked at you sitting alone, like the last one left.
I saw the sadness in your eyes as you struggled for your breath.
I saw the tears you cried for me, by the light slowly flickering.
I forgot our harsh words, our heat, our tears, and all our cruel bickering.
You raised your hand...then tapped the seat,
You hadn't had company for many weeks.
And when I walked over to where you sat,
You clasped my hand and whispered, "I'm back".

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  • by Jill Anderson
  • 1 month ago

I forgave myself for being irresponsible, it wasn't his job to be holding my hand while I was in suspended animation. I am sorry for hurting him-I had written some pretty bitter stuff to drive him away. It was all an attempt to cover my own guilt, what the ego won't do to make itself look pretty. Today I realize what a beautiful lesson he was for me. After being sexually molested, he was the one person who made me normal about desire. What a beautiful thing for someone to do. I repaid him with infidelity, convinced I would be satisfied if he cried, I now see myself as acting maliciously. The thing is I loved him-wasn't I too lazy to grow up, I wish I had one chance to say I'm sorry. It actually hurts me that I caused pain. Maybe I will always love him.
Tell him that surely he deserves to be loved, despite what I did to him when he offered me his love when I needed it the most. I hope he gets to read this-please remember that "love is patient and kind".

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  • by Jill Anderson
  • 1 month ago

I hope he was loved beyond his wildest dreams, and that I'd like to hold him just to feel his heart beating with mine.

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