My world breathes
a sigh
and Spring blows
over the rain
Sun bleeds
her way in
I can’t wait
for Summer
again
© Kait King, 2015
My world breathes
a sigh
and Spring blows
over the rain
Sun bleeds
her way in
I can’t wait
for Summer
again
© Kait King, 2015
My Mum and Dad in Queen St, Auckland 1956
I walk down the aisle
my eyes passing over cards
words springing out
about Mum going
the whole nine yards
And I stop to read a few
The words just seem
insipid
when I think of you,
Mum
A journey into the intrepid
Four babies later
and over 60 years married
Through wars, tonsillitis,
tears and love you tarried
Now here I am
a mother too
And these words I say: “I love you”
Have also come
from my son’s mouth
and heart
But to say them to you
doesn’t even begin to start
to express what a fantastic Mum you’ve been
You’ve done a good job,
I’m a good human being
So I tell you you’re an amazing Mum
and people are proud of the job you’ve done!© Kait King, 2015
I feel
the sunshine on my face
through emerald branches
like delicate spider-web lace
I feel
the warm and soothing rays
of those dreamy summer days
I wish I could go back to that place….
© Kait King, 2015