My son,
I forgave you
For not remembering the moments,
When you walked your first steps,
Clinging to my hand,
Smiling and crying at the same time.
After those moments
All your life was not a normal walk,
It was a sprint.
And my hand, a speed restriction sign it was
In front of your eyes,
Every moment.

I forgave you my son.
…Because you will forgive me too,
For not remembering
Making my last steps,
Clinging to your hand,
Smiling and crying at the same time.

– Ndrek Gjini