So, the cable was down, and the coffee maker went on
the fritz…so I had to break the one out I got for mom…still had the remains of
the last brew in it. I just want to say I am sorry mom, sorry for all the
things I failed to do for you. I know you forgive me. Mad as you may have ever
gotten toward me, I know you loved me. You are my hero. So brave in the face of
terrible adversity. I cannot ever complain, and I refuse to do so because it
has been so good. You gave me the work ethic. And I know I get lazy from time
to time. It’s just me standing back and admiring it all. Trying to get it all
down, trying to figure it all out, all beyond the common crass explanations of a jaded and profane world.
I am sorry I let the moments of our lives pass by
like a cloud of smoke, smoke that burned my eyes and made me gag so that I felt
I could never be close to anyone who was addicted to a toxic spew, sorry I
could not overcome that and spent so many hours on the floor where the air was
at least a little fresh. So much, so much I could never tell you…and now from
your lofty perch, you know all…so they say and believe…those who believe. I
believe I love you. My first love, the same love I share with my sisters, my
lovers, and my wives. Love is the only power I will ever have, and that power
comes directly from you.
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