A gift for you my son

Diamond bracelet for one

It's been so long since the last time I saw you

If I had to count the number of years, I’d guess, two?

I’m getting old you know

I can’t even watch my grandchildren grow

The beginning of the letter I shall write

In order to attempt to make things right

What do you think my dear

Oh please don’t shed a tear

I just called to ask how everyone’s been

Your father acts like I’ve committed a sin

I was never a perfect father

Oh why should I even bother

But no, neither was he

Why can’t he forgive me, and go on letting things be?

Papa, I am not a little kid anymore

I am not here to settle the score

These were never my problems, not even from the start

But now I look at all these disputes like they're a work of art

Your words that hurt and built a grave, create new lives for others

I no longer hold my ears and hide under the covers

Now I see you dug the place that you will lie forever

Your legacy will go down in history as one ironic endeavor

You’re right when you say you can’t change the past

At one point in time you always have to remove the cast

But I am afraid you already gave your gift

And it is one that you can not buy or thrift

The gift of time so people could heal

And I am afraid to report that you were not apart of the deal