Sense Sonnet - Acher

Love Child

Long, long ago I left my child,
Abandoned on a pile of hate.
Then, I took back the hate I'd piled.
Leaving the child to its own fate.
As time went by, I played the game
Of life, but didn't play it well.
I dreamed of fortune and of fame,
But lived an angry, fearful hell.
At times I'd wonder what became
Of my child, long bargained away.
Please take my guilt. Please take my shame.
And give me back my child, I pray.

I'm looking for the child to be
A child to love. That child is me.