Everything you said and did was right for me, <br />I can’t discern why I failed to see. <br />Your disciplinary action was your patter of correction, <br />Could it have been that I felt guilt and contrition? <br /> <br />I now thank you for holding me in your hands, <br />You love and wisdom multiplied into many grains of sand. <br />You taught me the difference between right and wrong, <br />I understood your heartfelt lullaby and song. <br /> <br />We went through trouble and trauma together, <br />But I still called you mom <br />Out of great appreciation of one another <br /> <br />We went through the phase of insecurity, <br />This was the breaking point to tranquility. <br />I was registered and restricted, <br />My foolish action of opposition got me convicted. <br /> <br />I am so so sorry mom <br />For inflecting on you such sorrow and pain, <br />Please show compassion and forgive me <br />For I deeply declare a sincere apology <br /> <br />Sometimes I wondered and worried, can we ever work it out? <br />You then reminded me you were a seed and I was your sprout, <br />I registered a feeling that we were incomplete, <br />I yet had not realized how hard you worked for me to eat. <br /> <br />Now I'm proud to say, me and my mom have reconciled, <br />I could raise my head high and say, “I am a gifted child.”<br /><br />Ashleigh Gaffney<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-m-sorry-29/
