Family I'm Sorry Poem

A different kind of apology.

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I had a falling out with my youngest son. I wasn't the best parent in the world and so now he is letting out his anger. he has been to Iraq twice and has already been hurt by the mother of...

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My Punishment

© Norman Keith Morgan

Published on September 2009

Stood strong
Stood proud
Through my smile
Crying out loud
Sit in my wheelchair
Try to pretend
It's the beginning
Not the end
No longer tall
No longer strong
Stomach aches
Things I did wrong
Paying for my sins
Know it must be
Sorry to my family
There is no glee
Race against time
Already lost
No playing with kids
Cold as frost
In the end
Sins paid in full
No longer livin'
And still unforgiven.

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  • by Shirley
  • 7 years ago

I had a falling out with my youngest son. I wasn't the best parent in the world and so now he is letting out his anger. he has been to Iraq twice and has already been hurt by the mother of his 2 children. what I'm trying to say is I apologized but he cant forgive me. so I'm searching for something to help us.

  • by Karra
  • 3 months ago

Hi Shirley, I too have troubles with my daughter. It's hard not to be forgiven. I was 17, single, and had no handbook to be a parent. We did the best we could. I'm sure your son had everything he needed as mine, but for whatever reason God knows they have a hurt in them we can't get past. My daughter has a tongue that spits fire to all in her path and takes my grandchildren away. Knowing this itself hurts me the worst. Bipolar and self medicates, friends in Protective Services wouldn't help as her friend was on her case. I turned to God, prayed over and over to protect grandkids too. God is amazing. He will help in faith. God works miracles. Provides us ALL we need, not in our time, his. I lived off of $400 a month with 2 children. I prayed. Today I have one child at home, my income tripled. I'm terminally ill and was told I wouldn't live 4 years. I'm getting stronger with only a transplant can cure. Thank you, Jesus. ANYTHING is possible with Jesus Christ. Amen, God Bless.

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