It was a cloudy and very cold afternoon
when in church I was praying
and asking God to help me
for so many things that were happening to me
when suddenly I heard crying to a child
I looked up to see where he was,
he was buried at the foot of a crucifix
asking God for his father to return,
I got up with the country With the ball in my hand I
knelt next to the crying child
but when I wiped his eyes I realized
that he was my son and he hugged me very tightly.
with his little eyes pink from crying
I wonder what had happened
where he was,
he told me what he had suffered
when he was very far from his father,
son of my soul, I ask God to forgive me,
you are very young so that you can understand me
but before God I swear to you by my mother
that we will live together forever,
br/>this is how the hours of that afternoon passed,
that afternoon that I will never forget
when in the church at the foot of a crucifix
I found my son crying.

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