Continuation

I am the continuation

Of all that is best and was most wounded in you

I honour you both

As my source

I remind myself of how hard you fought

For survival and freedom

Remembering the pain

When everything combusted and went down in flames

Around this time of year

Trips to yet another hospital bed

As you spoke to her in her coma

And held her hand

And now I remember Mum when you said to me

In one of my angry moments

Don’t you ever think of how it was for me

Yes Mum its why I came back

And stayed close to you

But it occurs to me too

That at times I was so wrapped up

Inside a tumultuous past

It was hard to see through

My dark glasses

To other’s pain

Trapped as I was

Trying my level best to heal and give love

And it makes me cry sometimes

But today I honour

This legacy

I am the continuation of you

So thank you for the gift of life

For despite the loss and grief

And all the pain

It certainly has been

One hell of a ride