janbear
06-16-2006, 09:50 AM
Gift Of Love For My Son
I've rediscovered my life though recovery is slow
I'm learning to live, to accept and to grow.
I no longer wake up with the thought that to die
Would be better than existing and living the lie.
I try to face life with gratitude and pride
I can look in the mirror and no longer hide.
One day at a time I can now become whole
Having picked up the pieces of my broken soul.
I'm now making amends and I want you to know
How remorseful I felt when I let you go.
No matter at the time if I did the right thing
I was not aware of the guilt it would bring.
Everyday I am learning how to live with the past
To be true to myself and let go of the mask.
What's important today is I'm not the same
And there is a relationship that I can reclaim.
There's no need for forgiveness to be openly confessed
You've given it most freely and I truly am blessed.
And now that you've grown with your own son, you see
How it feels to be loved, unconditionally.
I have never stopped loving you or could ever forget
When they placed you in my arms on that first day we met.
Deborah Dacenzo
I've rediscovered my life though recovery is slow
I'm learning to live, to accept and to grow.
I no longer wake up with the thought that to die
Would be better than existing and living the lie.
I try to face life with gratitude and pride
I can look in the mirror and no longer hide.
One day at a time I can now become whole
Having picked up the pieces of my broken soul.
I'm now making amends and I want you to know
How remorseful I felt when I let you go.
No matter at the time if I did the right thing
I was not aware of the guilt it would bring.
Everyday I am learning how to live with the past
To be true to myself and let go of the mask.
What's important today is I'm not the same
And there is a relationship that I can reclaim.
There's no need for forgiveness to be openly confessed
You've given it most freely and I truly am blessed.
And now that you've grown with your own son, you see
How it feels to be loved, unconditionally.
I have never stopped loving you or could ever forget
When they placed you in my arms on that first day we met.
Deborah Dacenzo