You were my sun in winter
You were my flowers at springtime
But on that treacherous night I became a monster
And trampled your beautiful petals
What came over me?
I ponder each weary day
How could I have touched you like I did?
Every time your mom was away
I am sorry I was a drunkard
And lashed out at you in a sexual way
I am sorry I wasn’t a father
But only a hated person you wanted out of your way
If only you could forgive me
For the hurt I caused you
If only I could take your pain away
If only you could be…….. Once more
My sun in winter
And my flowers at springtime
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Everybody deserves a second chance. Even those who have done expensive mistakes.