Releasing Christian

Thanksgiving is always tough for me, for I lost my beautiful first born g.son on this day...this was wrote to try to put my mind to rest...life is not suppose to be only about regrets.

The bird came to let me know
it was time for your departed soul
I only wish I could of shown
you how much I love you so....

 

But thirteen years later
I must confess
I tire of living with regret
So this is what I must do
Let it go, make peace with you

 

Little child, who lives way up high
I know your fishing with my guy
I will see you one fine day
When my time is up come what may

Author's Note

Christian is not the religion in this poem...it was the name of my Grandson :)

Reviews

[Tony]

Perfect.

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

deeply moving~

[Wondering Mind]

It's a release every soul needs, Christian or not. Touching write.