Goodbye Little Buddy, a poem from your dad
Goodbye Little Buddy,
I will never know you
Better than today.
What are you ?
Ten, twelve weeks old ?
But already your heartbeat is gone
And you're just about
To be incinerated
Along little buddies like you.
So, you would have been a little boy.
Had you been allowed to live that is.
But for all the wrong reasons,
Your mother didn't desire you.
I tried to fight her decision,
She claimed the right to her body.
I wasn't allowed much to say.
Not that I look for excuses,
For I don't have any. I feel responsible,
I wasn't there for you, that's all there is to it...
Since you never had a name,
No one will remember you. But I do,
For there is a scar inside me,
Right where my love for you should have been,
A wound that will drip pain for as long as I live.
You'd be a grown man now, well into your thirties.
Whatever your life would have been,
It should be yours to tell and well worth living.
Maybe you would have children too.
Instead of father's pride, I am filled with regrets...
Goodbye Little Buddy, farewell my little son.
I bow my head to you.
Will you ever forgive ? I can't do it myself...
Copyright 2012 by Austinhealy, his heirs and assigns