A Father’s Honest Confession (I Didn’t Want A Son)
In “my son” I heard a boy’s enduring hope for his dad’s presence repeatedly obliterated by the choices of a man who ran off over the rainbow to find himself … and never came back.
In “my son” I heard a boy’s enduring hope for his dad’s presence repeatedly obliterated by the choices of a man who ran off over the rainbow to find himself … and never came back.