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Cynthia Henson
Oct 01, 2008 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Remember me

I carried you for months in my womb.
In labor for hours then gave birth to you.

My heart full of joy when you came along.
A mother so proud as we began to bond.

I fed and clothed you and rocked you to sleep.
Made some promises I later would not keep.

Not that I didn't love you cause I truly did.
Just too young to deal with life tests.

Years have passed and those days are gone.
But one thing for certain, I love you my son.

Hope you can forgive me and when I am gone,
Remember me ..... Mom .....
— Cynthia Henson, Oct 01, 2008

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purplemoondoll

17 years 8 months ago

Written from the heart. Yes

Written from the heart. Yes I liked this. Is this a true story? Kaz It's impossible to smile on the outside without feeling better on the inside.
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Cynthia Henson

17 years 8 months ago

Kaz ......

Thanks, I'm glad you liked it. Yes, It is a very true story. It helps me to heal from the guilt I've held for years by writing about it. Cindy
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DarkinAZ

17 years 8 months ago

I am sure he will...

and I am certain he loves you too! Sincerely, Mark
Rett

Rett

17 years 8 months ago

Cindy

Very touching and so bittersweet. Sometimes life overtakes us all. My first wife ran off with my best friend. My oldest son has never truly forgiven me nor ever really respected my present wife of 33 years, but I keep hoping someday he will. He isn't mean, but doesn't come around much. Respectfully, Rett: "Two things stand in the way of a liberal doing what he thinks is best for people. One, he doesn't have enough power and two, we have too much freedom. If he figures out how to overcome either then we are in real trouble." Rett
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Cynthia Henson

17 years 8 months ago

Rett ....

In time I'm sure he will forgive you. My oldest son has not truly forgiven me for not being there when he was little but the other three and I have got real close the last few years. All we can do is hope and keep telling them you love them. My best to you, Cindy