He was always one of my buddies. Though he was regarded as
the naughty and bad one, his sweetness and his subjectivity overpowers those
negative traits. Partly, everything he is now was because of my imperfect
upbringing. The flaws exhibited were the times were unattended and unguarded. I
thank the heavens for giving me a blessing just like my son and I just hope
that he sees and realize my real situation.
Young and carefree as he maybe
but I know that he has the sense of responsibility. I’m hoping the cloud of
anger of his on me will soon be cleared away together with the winds of time. And
wherever it leads us as father and son, I’ll still treat him as a dear one. As one
of my buddies.
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