A ballad a day for June 2014 day 6 - Call from you

There are layers to the bitterness we hold
Inside this valley wounds fresh and some old
A phone call from you brought up all those times gone
Moved on with my life, I now have a son

He's almost a man, will create memories of his own
If I've taught him one thing, I hope he knows where his dreams belong
That's high as he wants them to fly
I'll do what I can so he knows that I

Will always be in his corner, that's what I needed from you
I needed your hand to lift me up, but put me down is what you would do
I thought I had forgiven you all those years ago
But seasons change to remind us, the ways we need to grow