i came from the bottom a bottle of rum
pour out alot poor me sorrow and alcohol none
that only lead to the street to bum
to much pride to ask for help from anyone
offered by many but denied for so called fun
till the day i was told i was going to have a son
i own him everything for what he's done!
he dont know yet but he saved my life before he was one
he reason i pray everyday that i rise with the sun
Mykel, Daddy love's you son
Touching
That pom is very touching. And I'm happy for you. Pretty gutsy to show your true feelings like this on a public website. I salute you for your courage. Thanks for sharing. If you want you can always read some of my stuff and let me know what you think. Thanks for the poem. I liked it. Best of luck to you.