This poem was wrote on behalf of the father of my other son Erick. His father left when he heard the new's of my pregnancy. Erick, now is a little before 12 year's old and takes thing's really hard sometimes because of his father not being there for him the whole time that has passed. If you are a father or a mother reading this poem, can you just leave your child and not have any contact with them whatsoever? Can you as a father or a mother understand how especially a child must feel without the presents' of their own parent's?