Archive for June 10th, 2007

When I was in school i studied the following passage about a father apologizing to his son who is asleep. Today after nearly 15-18 years of having read this passage I just became nostalgic about it. I too have a little son of 3 years to whom i owe this passage again but this time from the deepest valleys of my heart.
Father Forgets
W. Livingston Larned

Listen, son: I am saying this as you lie asleep, one little paw crumpled under your cheek and blond curls stickily wet on your damp forehead. I have stolen into your room alone. Just a few minutes ago, as I sat reading my paper in the library, a stifling wave of remorse swept over me. Guiltily I came to your bedside.


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