to all of my children, never were mine
by those exes i 'ave had, in my life
all those promises i 'ave made to ye
all the care 'n' effort put upon ye
nothin' but ev'ry good wished upon ye
'n' all of the times i 'ave shared with ye
never would i want to loose memories
i 'ave shared with ye in all of its truths
for, even when it might be a long time
never could get ye all out of my mind
always be prayin' for ye, all of good
no matter feelin' good or feelin' bad
yes, at times i think.. of those precious days
rememberin' those ways, ye called me 'dad'
..love always...
عرفان بن يوسف © AH 04/03/1440
'a pentameter / freestyle rhymescheme Sonnet'