Sense Sonnet - Acher

For the Best

My 3 year old was all I had.
Ty and I were I homeless pair.
My family said I was bad,
And kicked us out. They didn't care.
In the city park, late at night,
It suddenly did dawn on me,
Life for us was a no win fight.
No sense for Ty to grow to be
Like his Mom. So I did the best
Thing that I could, given the real.
I left Ty there to get some rest,
And not again have bad to feel.

I'm gonna miss my little Ty.
But it was best that he did die.