爸爸忘记了 FatherForgets
佚名/Anonymous
Listen, son:Iamsayingthisasyoulieasleep, , asIsatreadingmypaperinthelibrary, ahot, .
ThesearethethingsIwasthinking, son:.
AtbreakfastIfoundfault, , youturnedandwavedahandandcalled,“Good-bye, Daddy!”andIfrowned, andsaidinreply,“Holdyourshouldersback!”
, downonyourknees, , andifyouhadtobuythemyouwouldbemorecareful!Imaginethat, son, fromafather!Itwassuchastupid, sillylogic.
Doyouremember, later, whenIwasreadinginthelibrary, howyoucamein, timidly, withasortofhurt, huntedlookinyoureyes?WhenIglancedupovermypaper, impatientattheinterruption, youhesitatedatthedoor.
“Whatisityouwant?”Isnapped.
Yousaidnothing, butranacrossinonetempestuousplunge, andthrewyourarmsaroundmyneckandkissedme, , patteringupthestairs.
Well, son, ?Thehabitofcomplaining, findingfault, ;.
, tonight, , andIhaveknelthere, chokedwithemotionandsoashamed!
Itisafeebleatonement;, sufferwhenyousuffer, ,“Heisnothingbutaboy, alittleboy!”
, son, crumpledandwearyinyourbed, 'sarms, , toomuch!
Dearboy!Dearlittleson!Apenitentkneelsatyourinfantshrine, , andthedampforehead, andtheyellowcurls, and, ifitwerenotforwakingforyou, Iwouldsnatchyouupandcrushyoutomybreast.
Tearscameandheartacheandremorseand, Ithink, agreater, deeperlove, whenyouranthroughthelibrarydoorandwantedtokissme!
听着，我的儿子：这是在你熟睡时我对你说的一番话。你的一只小手弯曲着枕在小脸蛋儿下，温湿的金色鬈发贴在额前。我蹑手蹑脚地走进你的房间。之前，我在书房看报，突然，一阵懊悔袭上心头，令我窒息。我忍无可忍，满怀歉意地来到你的床前。
这是我的心里话，儿子：都是爸爸不好，总向你发脾气。当你穿衣准备上学时，只是因为你拿毛巾在脸上胡乱一擦了事，我便责骂了你；只因你没擦干净鞋子，我便训斥你；只因你把东西乱扔在地板上，我也会对你大吵大闹。
