Dear john,
it been a journey
I miss you hunny & all your funny jokes,
Lord knows,
our daughter rose,
has began to take hard drugs
and even overdose
you promised not to **** any kid,
but you did,
you keep saying sorry,
each time you **** any make them bury,
here we are five years no son,
still looking up to the sun,
this is no fun,
I have something to say,
I'm afraid this before the table,
I hope it won't make you emotionally unstable,
it was meant to be a boy,
I thought this would be successful,
so we can live peacefully,
I even got him toys,
the doctor said i had miscarriage,
and should be brave,
which made me so afraid,
I went out of range,
I guess what goes around comes around.