Sunday Night Poetry
My heart aches; pain lingers, those I cherish, kept at bay,
What seems like eternity, I won't turn from my duties' way.
You left me wondering what was wrong, though I knew all along.
Torn between two parents, your love's a river's current—strong,
People pull you in both directions, but a parent's love isn't a choice,
We can love you, and you can love us, let's unite and rejoice.
The old life between us has changed, but our love remains evermore,
Build bridges and fortify what binds us, let God's plan restore us.
I treasure my children beyond measure, no other choice in sight,
Let's move ahead, counting our blessings, in each other's light.
I'm here for you, imperfect yet sincere, to all my children, that's clear,
You're loved, not just by me, but by others who hold you dear.
I long for you daily, your absence aches and my heart grieves,
I am sure you want me back too, for our love never leaves.
We both seek what's best, let's not pretend or deny,
Set aside the past, let forgiveness and love amplify.
Despite the past when things seemed ok, something was wrong,
It lingered, but like most lies, it was soon to be discovered.
As your father, I make this choice with all my might,
To be the best Dad, love you unconditionally, day and night.
You can choose too, accept my outstretched hand,
Or turn away, and let pain's hold on you expand.
I'll keep reaching out, until you understand,
The depth of love and forgiveness, hand in hand.
You were just a child, it's not your fault, I know,
Come home soon, let love and healing flow.
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