You Should Not Be Sorry

You Should Not Be Sorry

 

“I am sorry,” you said to me,

Sad smile trying happy to be.

I was too young to know what you meant,

But now I know it was a statement you sent.

 

You were there from the moment I was born,

And you were there, even when you were gone.

Following every step I could take,

Ignoring the steps I could never make.

 

You saw the light when I saw dark,

Taught me things, no one ever about would talk.

Took me places I will never forget,

I deeply hoped, you either would regret.

 

I want to be like you, I always thought,

Though, now I know how hard you fought.

For me, for you, for the family,

You were the centre of our liberty.

 

But the day came, when I learned the meaning of cancer,

It is like this big, bulletproof panzer.

You were sorry; you could not see me grow older,

And slowly but sure, you grew colder and colder.

 

I wonder if I am what you would like to see,

Am I what you wanted me to be?

I ask to late, for an answer to get,

Did I let you down? Will you me forget?

 

So now I grew tall,

And I want you to not worry,

And for every mistake I made:

“I am sorry.”