A poem...

For Katherine and her Mother...

You’ve been here before, the two of you

Here in this lonely place where life is

overturned, unfathomably so; where

we can ask – demand perhaps - some explanation ,


But none can come and all, it seems,

that you can do is weep or laugh

at these absurdities, or punch

the air in anger.


Yet you - her child - and she

are here: you sit beside her

in her silence, together as you’ve

always been when needed.

She will know you’re there.

And it’s important that you know,

whatever Destiny or Fate

or Karma, call it what you may;

your precious gifts of mutual

love prevail

and ever will.

******************
Christopher Georgiou