Certainty (CTG)

Certainty

Mother was unerringly certain.
You could bottle her opinions
and sell them at a profit.
Or so she believed.

Points on a compass
and magnetic north.
Now that she's gone,
where is my center,
how do I find my way?

I never knew my father,
never truly knew him,
and he died so long ago.

Empty nests in barren trees,
cold rain on the windowpane.

Christopher T. George

I like that, Chris !!

Thank you, Marty.

Chris

Chris, I am certain, this is another fine work. :PDT11:PDT11:PDT11

ha ha. Thanks, Daz.

Cheers

Chris :PDT_Aliboronz_24:

Very good indeed.
:handclap:

Thanks, Zap.

C