Sad-Happy


Mother and Son

I'm sorry for those things unsaid
Now that you are so long dead
I'm sorry that I broke the rules
And never went to all those schools
I'm sorry that I ran away
And not within your arms did stay
I'm sorry that I made you cry
And never got to say goodbye
I'm sorry that I never knew
How much pain I brought to you
I'm sorry for all the shame
My sins that soiled your good name
I'm sorry that I was so bad
For it's those memories that make me sad.

I'm happy that you were my mom
I would not want no other one
I'm happy that you held me near
And soothed all those childish fears
I'm happy that your god above
Imbued you with so much love
I'm happy that you saw in me
Something no one else could see
I'm happy for those memories
That got me through life's miseries
I'm happy that those times long past
Stayed with me to ever last
And would you know all said and done
I'm happy that I was your son.
Brendan.







Poetry by Brendan Finbarr Tully
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Written on 2005-10-28 at 07:03

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jacy
oh wow. what a tender poem. i bet she was right behind your shoulder when you were writing that, smiling at you. even though she's gone, doesn't mean she stopped loving you. and we all make mistakes when we're young and hurt out parents alot. but....when you're young you don't realise. but when you grow up, it all comes back. and that's where regrets are formed. but it's normal and everyone goes through it one way or another.

*much hugs*
2005-11-04