“Forgive me”
Forgive me dear child
Each time I step out for work
You are still asleep
Most of the time
I can’t even give you a peck of kiss
on your chubby cheek
and smell your sweet sweat
I know you are waiting for me
For you are always right there
In front of the door
When I reach home
Your small mouth babbling
Mum, you are always having a meeting
An excuse I don't have to feed you anymore
Hundreds of time I’ve let you
Sleep on my feet
While I was pressing the keyboards
Cursing the abundance of the mundane
That has stolen my precious time
with you, my little one
whom I hope won’t abandon me ......................when I am old, crippled, hopeless and weak.
Forgive me dear child
Each time I step out for work
You are still asleep
Most of the time
I can’t even give you a peck of kiss
on your chubby cheek
and smell your sweet sweat
I know you are waiting for me
For you are always right there
In front of the door
When I reach home
Your small mouth babbling
Mum, you are always having a meeting
An excuse I don't have to feed you anymore
Hundreds of time I’ve let you
Sleep on my feet
While I was pressing the keyboards
Cursing the abundance of the mundane
That has stolen my precious time
with you, my little one
whom I hope won’t abandon me ......................when I am old, crippled, hopeless and weak.
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