Certainty (CTG)

[ChrisGeorge]

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

[Marty1]

I like that, Chris !!

[ChrisGeorge]

Thank you, Marty.

Chris

[dazza]

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

[ChrisGeorge]

ha ha. Thanks, Daz.

Cheers

Chris

[ItsaZappathing]

Very good indeed.

[ChrisGeorge]

Thanks, Zap.

C