My dearest son....

Im writing to you this letter. One final thought on my mind that weigh...
A lesson that I have learned in life. I will share with you this day...
But first I have to tell you this. How proud I am to say...
To know, and have you as my son. I thank GOD in every way...
All your life I’ve been there for you. I watched you grow and play...
I know we had some rough times too. But every second with you was great...
I guess sometimes I disappointed you. Hope you can forgive me for those days...
But one day you will understand. But first, please hear what I have to say...
Throughout your life I’ve been there to watch. Through your joys and your fears...
I picked you up when you fell down. And kissed away your pain and tears...
I gave my life to see you smile. I thank GOD for all the years...
To watch you grow to be your best. Every memory I hold dear...
So...
You’re all grown up to a handsome man. Your own life that you now lead...
It seems you got so busy these days. That I’m lost from your memory...
I tried to call you last weekend again. But your voicemail answered me...
I just wanted to say that I love you son. As its time for me to greet...
You see...
My life one day took a drastic turn. It was a life changing event to me...
Not just did my health go downhill. It killed me financially...
I called you one night if you recall. But you told me you had company to keep...
I was standing outside your front gate desperate. I had nowhere else to sleep...
I turned away not knowing. I found a shelter down your street...
The good hearted folk there took me in. A hearty meal they gave to eat...
But my health got worse, say the doctors so. With not much time left for me...
Now I write to you this letter. Before I enter eternity...
To come to point of the lesson I say. Always remember in your mind...
The worst mistake that you can make. Is not to prepare for old age time...
No one will care about you no more. Even family will turn blind...
And even your kids will forget about you. Forgotten from their mind...
You will feel alone and in the dark. Because you will hold your own old hand...
There will be no one beside you. Alone in the cold you’ll stand...
Life will be a bitter pill. Tasteless and real bland...
So listen close my dearest son. Remember these words from your old man!
I greet you now for a final time. And I thank you for precious years...
Ill hold those days close in my heart. In my heart I hold you dear...
Maybe one day you will remember me. And maybe you’ll shed a tear...
I love you son with all my heart. I have to go, as my time is here.
Farewell my son!
Dad!

Theuns de Bruyn