A woman stands near a deserted beach
Holding her most precious possession;
Her child, a baby girl wearing a simple
But beautiful little dress.
She has a look of despair, an agony
Not willing to go away from her
Behind her is a palm tree in a pot
To represent some hint of paradise.
However, behind the eyes of paradise
Is a tormented soul longing to be set
Free from a darkness holding her prisoner
To her past, and present circumstances.
One thing she’s certain of is her child
Who will somehow light the path away
From the darkness beholding her.
For it is she who will save her mother
From anguish, giving her a reason
To go on living, focusing on her set
Destination, because she now has
A purpose in life.
Her purpose or calling is to be a tower
Of strength and support for her child
Who shall make her even stronger
As time progresses.
© Copyright, Kiki Stamatiou, 2015