from a different perspective

I wrote this poem one day when I was at home with my baby girl. The twist is that I've tried to write it from my husband's perspective.

My life

I’m sitting alone in my room
I have half of my things packed
Three more weeks and I’m going home
And I’m still trying to figure out where that is.
My girl tells me home’s where your heart is
And I know she is right
But what do you do when you have
People you care about
In two parts of the world at one time?

There used to be a time when I thought
I had it all: a wife and two kids and a life
But little of it it was true and I chose to give up.

I now thank you Lord for the second chances in life
I never lost hope and knew if I tried
I could be happier than most of my life.

I now have a wife some people don’t like
And one of the reasons is that she is white.
She gave me a child, a little baby girl
May God keep them healthy till I see them all.

My kids from Jamaica are waiting for us
They like my new woman
And that’s surely a plus.
I promised them all will live in a house
So God give me strength to fulfill it this life.

We don’t have many things, me and my wife
Except for the Lord, three kids and our lives
And we thank each day for the day that we met
And live our lives trying to have no regrets.