![]() After all these yearsA Poem by unclecharlie
All your life I left you alone
Many times wanted to pick up the phone But that it would be good I couldn't guess Didn't want to make your life a mess Now I have seen your face and heard your voice It all came as your own choice I told you things that you needed to know Hoping to far I really didn't go Sitting here now I stop and cry Kicking myself for letting all the time that has went by The once wild and crazy me It's now not what people see Instead I am an average man I help others when I can To meet you I often Prayed Knowing a plan God had already layed It took time for the plan to take effect Can I make up for the years of my neglect I would never ask for a lot Needing me I know you do not But please hear my little plead My sanity is still in a little bit of need You have so many more years to grow And about you I'd really like to know A couple of people I'd like to introduce to you I believe it's the right thing to do This may not be the way to talk things out But it shows the side of me that really counts So give this a little thought You let me know if I did what was right or not Remember what I never want to do Is cause one second of pain for you! This is written from my heart and soul But your the one that's in control Even if my love you never left Hearing you voice made my heart melt Please remember no matter what I decided to do I have went through life thinking about and loving you! I am sure it's all hard for you to believe But now that we have connected some, please don't leave I may not be able to claim that I am Dad But I'll be one more friend that you never had! I am not sure if this is Gods test If it is to pass it I will do my best! An Uncle Charlie Original © 2011 unclecharlie |
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Added on March 27, 2011 Last Updated on March 27, 2011 Author![]() unclecharliePalm Coast, FLAboutHere is just a little about me. I have lived a life of choices and disappointments. Never counting on anyone but myself. I have had lots of alone time and lots of hard knocks. What doesn't kill us wil.. more..Writing
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