Dear Mom and Dad,
I know I\u2019ve caused you pain,
With my stubborn ways and selfish acts,
I\u2019ve brought more clouds than rain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I\u2019ve been spoiled and reckless,
Ignoring all you\u2019ve done,
Taking your love for granted,
Like I\u2019m the only one.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I\u2019ve pushed away your wisdom,
Refused to listen when I should,
I thought I knew it all,
But now I see I misunderstood.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Every \u201cno\u201d you said,
Was meant to keep me safe,
Every rule you made,
Was out of love, not hate.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I see it now so clearly,
How blind I\u2019ve been to your care,
You\u2019ve given me the world,
But I acted like it wasn\u2019t there.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I\u2019m sorry for the hurtful words,
The nights you spent in tears,
For every time I disobeyed,
And made you face your fears.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I want you to know I\u2019m changing,
I\u2019m trying to be better each day,
I\u2019m learning to respect your love,
In every little way.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Thank you for never giving up,
Even when I was at my worst,
For standing by me patiently,
When I put myself first.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I can\u2019t undo the past,
But I promise to make it right,
To be the child you deserve,
From morning until night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I\u2019m sorry for the pain I\u2019ve caused,
And for the trouble that I\u2019ve been,
I hope you can forgive me,
And let a new chapter begin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I love you both so deeply,
More than words can ever show,
I\u2019m grateful for your endless love,
And I just wanted you to know.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Walking Shadow Poetry Kenya.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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I\u2019ve pushed away your wisdom,Refused to listen when I should,I thought I knew it all,But now I see I […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2506,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[97,25,98],"tags":[35,49,34,67,50,61,55,53,22,48],"class_list":["post-2505","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry","category-solitude","category-storytime","tag-poems","tag-poetess","tag-poetry","tag-preciousowoko","tag-spokenword","tag-spokenwords","tag-stories","tag-story","tag-walkingshadowpoetry","tag-walkingshadowpoetrykenya"],"aioseo_notices":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/08\/pexels-photo-6957237.jpeg?fit=1880%2C1253&ssl=1","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":2501,"url":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/a-heartfelt-apology-poem\/","url_meta":{"origin":2505,"position":0},"title":"A Heartfelt Apology Poem.","author":"walking shadow poetry kenya","date":"August 28, 2024","format":false,"excerpt":"Dear Mom and Dad,I know I\u2019ve caused you pain,With my stubborn ways,And the times I\u2019ve acted in vain. 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