Letter to my unborn...

Dear Josiah

I'm sorry for what I did


I thought I only had one choice,

But it's my fault I didn't have a bigger voice.


The times were fast and no one was there

So I have to make a decision that was quick and fair.


But was it really fair? Was it fair for me to let everyone else decide what was right for me?

Was it fair that it takes two people but once one was there through all of it?


And was it fair that I was scared about family and friends and what they would think?


But I guess that's just the territory that comes with it,

Now I would give up anything to see you even if it's just for a bit. 



This poem is about: 
My family


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