i have more gold in my pocket then all the banks in the world

because i carry a locket of a beautiful little boy

he has watched his father struggle to be a man and watched him tear his world apart and now try to put it together again

i traded him for an addiction that ruled and governed my life and i have had to sit down with him and own what he despised

my only hope and what i stand on is that i am a changed man and hope he will remember that when life throws him a curve

i have met the enemy face to face and i could not defeat him until i realized it was I and surrendered to my disease

we are rebuilding our relationship and i am grateful to have this gift

money and riches pale compared to love