Memories to be Made
6-25-2013 to 7-9-2013
(Kaniehti:io)
A fleeting romance did I share,
With a man who seemed not to care.
Never could I break the wall surrounding him,
The man who never performs on a whim.
He never knew that I bore his heir,
But my loving son makes it all fair.
On his features is where Haytham lies,
Yet it's my spirit I see in his eyes.
He knew me from the moment he entered this earth,
A happy life I'll show him after his birth.
A sleepy smile I see every morning he wakes,
The esence of his father in every move he makes.
Yet in these flames I lie is his innocence snatched.
Forgive me my son, for your life is scratched.