My Dear Child
I sat there empty, on the benches left outdoors. Old, exhausted, homeless and bankrupt. Would they ever welcome me now? After all that’s happened to me, I was a disgrace to my loved ones. If only I had a chance to relive my life again, maybe I could change this fate of mine.
My hands were clasped together as I pleaded to the sky, my child, for forgiveness.
My dear child, If only I was awakened from my addiction of gambling, I could spend more time with you. We could charge through the streams of flowers while laughing. If I could be by your side for a while, it’s all I ask.
My dear child, humiliation got the best of me. I never thought of you as embarrassing, you were always clinging onto me. I hated it before, but now, I’d love you to come back to me again. I will never ignore or push you away from me again.
My dear child, I wish I could return the money I had stolen from you all. I never knew how hard it must’ve been staying on that deathbed. If only I had known any better.
Maybe it’s all too late.
