We Make Mistakes Along The Way. But Until That Final Breath, There Will Always Be . . . Second Chances. Cries in the night, You sought my comfort and reassurance. Sleeping lightly in those days, I found my way to you quickly. You didn’t seem to mind my voice when I sang to you, Always off-key. And you’d slowly fall back to sleep; The soft, slow rising of your chest Signaling peacefulness, and my time to leave. As you grew, as I... Read more